... but seriously!
While waiting for my train back to Boston, I popped in the Union Station "WOMEN"s room. From inside my stall I heard men's voices. What the...
I heard a surprised woman's voice "This is the ladies. The men's is on the other side." They laughed at her and said that was too far. Then they entered stalls.
I came out of my stall and saw the woman. She wasn't coming all the way in. She stayed by the entrance. I asked "Are there men in here?" She replied in the affirmative.
I went out and saw two men standing near the corridor. I asked them to flag down the police officer near the seating area. They said "What? Police?" a couple of times. I didn't get it immediately.
Then the two assclowns came out of the "Women"s room and I saw all four were together.
I reprimanded the two who were in the ladies room and ...... They. Gave. Me. Lip. "What? Is your ass cleaner than ours?" one asked as he walked toward me. I think I was supposed to be intimidated and back up.
I walked right at him.
I said "Don't talk back. You were wrong and ignorant. And you are picking the wrong fight, jackass!" I began to walk towards the police officer. One told me to "Chill." I told him to call his mother and tell her what a CREDIT he was.
There were three others guys from a cleaning crew. One must have said something because the four stopped. spoke to him and stayed near him even when the cleaning guy backed up.
I walked up to the police officer and gave my complaint. I pointed toward the group. "Now they are hassling your cleaning crew."
Then I walked off toward a seat. After the police officer spoke with them, they headed for the furthest gate. I don't know if it was the police officer's suggestion or if they had just had enough of the crazy woman. Either way it was a good idea. The bag on my shoulder had two pair of high heels.....one to chuck at each of their heads.