I had a meeting today with a woman to discuss data management strategy at a local coffeeshop. She excused herself to go to the bathroom, and I realized once she'd returned that I needed to use the facilities as well, so I followed suit. It was a unisex, one toilet in one room sort of situation, with one of those big signs that says "Please be sure to hold down the handle until the toilet flushes completely. Thanks. Mgmt." Except that she hadn't, and she had had a number 2 situation on her hands that she hadn't handled well. I returned to the meeting and tried to act like I hadn't just seen her poop. Then I came back to work and blogged about it.