I'm out to dinner at an expensive restaurant, the Hays Adams. I'm enjoying a great meal with company. The food and service were excellent. The meal is winding down and I feel the need to use the washroom before leaving.

I'll be honest here. Sometimes when I head to the washroom, I find it hard to go #1 in front of other people, so it takes me awhile to get going. Ok so that's not that bad, usually referred to as "shy bladder". While I'm standing at the urinal, I can over hear someone in the closed stall behind me. Not thinking anything of it, I continue to go about my business.

What now strikes me as odd, is that I can tell the guy in the stall isn't alone and repeating another man's name in a breathy tone. Yeah, the guy was totally getting blown right there in the bathroom. There were some key phrases being thrown around that made it abundently known that's what was going on.

I try as hard as I cn from not laughing and finish peeing at the same time, which, let me tell you at this point is a very tough task. It's tough enough for me to just go in front of other people, but to have some sort of sex act going on 5 feet away, that just makes it next to impossible.

Well, I finally finish up, and apparently, so do the 2 gentlemen in the stall. I wash my hands and scoot out as fast as possible. I have to retain this story till now, because my dinner company wouldn't have appreciated it.

So I share this with you DC. World I never knew.