After I got off the plane on the way home to Memphis, I passed the bathroom nearest the gate with the very long line and proceeded to the exit. The next one had no line. In fact, the white-haired woman in a pink top and blue pants who walked in with me was the only other occupant.
I took the stall to the far left and she to the far right. After a few seconds, I heard a loud but unalarming noise. "Oh!" the woman said, sounding surprised. "Excuse Me!!"
Unsure of whether her beg of pardon demanded a response, I kept quiet. We washed our hands and I gave her a smile, holding the door for her as we left.
The situation was so curious, I'm still thinking about it. Excuse you?
Sweet lady, we're strangers in a public restroom, at the airport. You are excused.
