Sometimes I forget i'm a woman...

I met a friend from Melbourne the other day..went to a pub... drank cider and had to pee A LOT.

I wandered down the stairs to get to the bathroom, walk in, see the urinals... don't seem to register what they symbolise and go into the singular cubicle with a door that doesn't lock...

I lean on the door... finish... walk out... see the urinals again... STILL don't register, then see the ladies toilets on the left..awkward... but no one saw....

I went to the same pub tonight with different friends, mention having a wee and accidently slip in "I hope I don't walk into the mens again" It was one of those things that after you say it, you're like.. Damit, why did I say that?...I almost got away with it, but my inability to internalise thoughts betrayed me...

I walked down the same stairs... into the ladies (score) and am SOOO pleased with myself for remembering where it is, I strut straigghttt out of the ladies, and accidently walk straigghhttt into the mens... where I see a man and a teeeeeny bit of penis.

Worst.

Also how annoying is it when you blow your nose...and you're like... FREEEDOMMMMMM I can breatheeeee, then like two seconds later its like trying to breathe without nostrils.

On the plus side, a man who slightly resembled Prince Charles and smelt like an anus asked me to marry him on the tube ride home. Alwayssss a silver lining....