Adelaida

I took the greyhound bus about a week ago for the first time.  I certainly had my reservations about the greyhound because I’ve heard  many a  horror story, but I wasn’t expecting anything besides the ride to be smelly and uncomfortable. Oh no, I got some bizarre bathroom sexism that still makes me upset every time I think about it.
We stopped somewhere in the middle of nowhere at another greyhound station.  The driver shouted out to us if we got off the bus we’d have five minutes to be back on it or he’d leave us.  I needed to pee so I scurried off the bus at full speed to get to the bathroom.  Another woman had the same idea as me, and scurried even faster.  She made it to the urination station before me.  It was a one person bathroom, but I though it was no biggie because she probably wouldn’t take that long. I was wrong.

I got antsy and worried that the bus would leave me the minute it was my turn to get in the stall. Then I thought to myself “why don’t I just try the mens?” They were single stall, so it didn’t matter anyway.  So I thought.
I tried the handle.
Locked.
I went to the man behind the counter and said “The bus is going to leave in five minutes, I really have to pee, can you just unlock ...