Okay, so I have a story to share from yesterday......
Decided to run a couple of errands late in the afternoon and then come back to work. I had parked my car out at the front of the building because all the spots to the side were gone when I came to work.
So, I NEVER, and I mean NEVER, leave the building through the front entrance, but I gathered up my purse, and since I'm on the 2nd floor, I went out the middle and down our atrium stairs and decided once I was at the bottom to use the ladies restroom before I left.
Well, I NEVER, and I mean NEVER, use that restroom. I either use the one upstairs or go down the back staircase and use the one on the first floor, but I did. So used my key to get in. Did my thing, and then......
When I went to leave, the door on the stall was broke and I couldn't get out.

Now, normally, this would not take me over the edge, but based on the events of the last month, that was just the final straw.
So, luckily I had my cell phone and called my office and asked to talk to our director of property so she could come get me out. Well, I had her paged, but to no avail, she did not answer.
So, I had the Chief Operations Officer paged and she was in a meeting but answered and I said Lisa.....would you come down to the atrium and come into the ladies restroom because I have a problem I need help with.
Well, she just happened to be in a meeting with the property manager and they both came down to the bathroom and when they entered and I told them I was stuck in the stall they hysterically started laughing and almost wet their pants.
Needless to say, it has been the joke around the office all day that I got stuck in the bathroom stall and didn't want to crawl on the floor to get out.
I really, really, need a cruise!