Today I had to make a return visit to the dentist (fun, fun). Last week I had to get two cavities filled, but the one on the top is still hurting seven days later. Upon entering the lobby of my dentist’s office early this morning, an open door to the right of the entrance caught my eye. It was not necessarily the open door which drew my attention, but rather the blue sign on it. Upon further examination, the sign read “men” and in case a person could not read, there was also a stick person who was distinctly male. A sudden thought of horror overcame me as I flashed back to last Monday when I asked the dental assistant if I could use the restroom before my procedure. She told me where the bathroom was located and I found it…at least what I thought was the bathroom. You see, I did not know that there were two bathrooms. I admit it. Last week I used the women’s restroom. I was so embarrassed. I immediately called my wife because she likes to laugh at my expense. It felt good to laugh at myself. Some people are so concerned about everyone else’s perception of them that they will not laugh at their mistakes, foolishness, and follies. We all do stupid things, so let’s drop the façade and laugh together. I realize that there is much more to laughter than just laughing at ourselves, but this is a good start.

Anyone else ever visited the wrong restroom and lived to tell about it?