Further Evidence of my Pending Insanity

I walk into the restroom after lunch today to relieve myself and what do i find? My stall is blocked from use??!??? I stood there for at least 30 seconds trying to figure out how to move the stuff from in from of it so I could get in. Eventually my laziness took over and I wandered into the other stall. The entire experience was surreal and painful. The toilet paper dispenser was on the wrong side, the lighting was different — how the hell am I supposed to get into the mood when I can’t even look at the things I normally do? Peeing isnt an adventure, it’s a moment to quietly reflect on the day’s events and plan your attack on the rest of the day. I can’t concentrate on the important stuff if I am bumping into the toilet paper dispenser and worrying about my fading eyesight. Shit, at least I still wipe with the same hand.