This is what I get for using the handicapped stall.
The most horrible thing happened to me last night! I was going through the drive-thru at A&W/Long John Silvers (which I'm usually against, but I have been craving hush puppies non stop) and I saw a jeep that looked almost exactly like Hannah's jeep. It even had a Lee High School tasslel hanging from the rear view mirror, SO I WAS CERTAIN it was at least one of the Medleys. So I walk in, wearing no bra and ACDC sweat pants and found no Hannah in sight. I didn't want it to seem weird so I decided I'd just go to the bathroom. I want to make it known that I'm not a violent person. I don't do anything in a violent manner. I don't slam doors. Period. But when I walked in the stall and closed the door, it went behind the metal thing that the latch goes into! And it was stuck! I never, EVER leave my phone in my car-- but I did, thus had no way of calling for help. I yelled for a minute or two, but felt really ridiculous. I decided I could just crawl under. So I'm on the floor, covered in public restroom sludge, and my butt gets stuck under the door! My butt wouldn't fit under a bathroom door! So I yell a little bit more and then decide to break the metal part of the door that the latch goes into. No such luck. I pulled it as hard as I could but I couldn't get a good grip on it. Basically my only choice was to force the door back even further and try and squeeze out. While I'm mid squeeze I see plaster falling on the floor and I basically just force the door all the way back until it breaks off until I can free myself. I was humiliated. And covered in icky stuff. So I didn't even say anything to the employees. I just sat the door down, and walked out. I have never needed a shower so badly in my life. Basically it is in the top three of horrible things that have happened to me and I think it's all Hannah's fault.