thoughts on public bathrooms

Now, I have, over the last twenty-eight years, used many public bathrooms. It has actually become something of a game where someone will name a public place and I tell them if I have, in fact, used that bathroom. There are very few "no's" in that game. However, this is not the point of this particular blog.
Last Saturday, I was strolling along downtown Paducah with my friend Ronny. I had just drank a large diet coke and pretty soon I had to pee. We were walking along and I wasn't sure where to go because the businesses downtown are not exactly stop and pee places. As we are walking, I noticed a theater where a local drama troupe performs. The door was wide open and as I peered inside, I noticed bathrooms. I didn't see anyone around, so I ducked into one of the bathrooms. Ronny waited outside. Sure enough I had just sat down and started to go when I here a banging on the door. Cries of outrage come at me from some unknown male. Cries of outrage and disgust flung at the door. Suddenly I hear the man/boy cry out, "Don't you have a home?"
I wanted to bust out laughing, but instead I just finished my business and quickly left. As I passed by I looked away for fear of laughter coming out. I can't imagine the rage that would have incurred. I wish I could make myself cry. It would have been hilarious to answer his question with a sobbing, "NO!" But, alas, I am not that good.
Of all the things I have ever heard in the bathroom, as I was leaving the bathroom, this was the most ridiculous and awesome. Moral of the story: just because the door is open, doesn't mean the bathrooms are for public use.