Sunday, December 10, 2006
When I left the movie theater
as the credits were rolling on Borat this afternoon, I went to the men's room at the Los Feliz 3, which is undergoing some renovations so all the urinals have been removed from the walls. I walked to the last stall and pushed the door open to find a man sitting on the toilet, pants down, casually leafing through what I'd assumed was one of the free magazines he'd picked up out in the lobby. He just as casually looked up at me just before I said, "sorry," quickly averted eye-contact and pulled the stall door closed. A few seconds later, as I was zipping up and flushing, the guy sneezed loudly and said "excuse me," as if to somehow assert his civility from behind the unlatchable stall door and his copy of the new Learning Annex listings. I washed my hands in a rush and charged out the bathroom door, a little spooked by the event...so bizarre, and yet, after that movie, so appropriate.