I just ran into Bathroom Lady, but this time not in the bathroom. In front of the vending machine. (mm... breakfast crackers.) She seemed to be just hanging out.
She asked me her usual list of questions. And she started, as always, by looking me up and down, and this time didn't comment that I was losing weight - this means that I am gaining weight. You don't need a scale with Bathroom Lady around. Anyway, since she was asking me all sorts of personal questions, I asked about her. "And what about you? Have you seen the guy you were telling me about?"
BL: "Who? My boyfriend?"
me: "Uh, no, an old one... and you have mutual friends, and you still both get together with them regularly, so you have to see him?"
BL: (waving her hand) "Uh, no. I don't even know which one you're talking about."
I was already embarrassed that I had to explain at all, I was definitely too embarrassed to say, "You know, the one that you slept with and then he didn't like you anymore? So you slept with a man from the grocery store so you could dump all your stuff out - you know, the whole message from God?"
It seems my divine message was quickly forgotten. I won't let it take away from the moment when the holy wisdom was bestowed, though.
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