Call me a private person but ever since I was a child, I had the habit of peeking under bathroom stalls to make sure I was alone.
Now, as a working adult, I normally see the feet of other employees hiding out or quickly doing their business.
Today I walked into my usual stall and sat down, quickly glancing under the divider to see if I was alone. I heard no one breathing or shuffling around and anticipated to see nothing but the wall on the far end of the bathroom.
Instead I saw a face peering back at me.