OK I will try something funny, a first post on this new territory. A story from quite some time ago that really happen.

I stopped at the gas station, on the highway, to put some gas and take some snacks and, if all I was there, I went to the bathroom. It wasn’t an emergency. Reservoir at half.

I approach the bathroom and see a huge line. Like in old times in communism to buy bread.. End of weekend, pretty normal. It wasn't that serious yet to be standing at that tail, but if I was all there, I say I'll take a look to see what the situation is.

And then I noticed that there were only women.

Next to the tail, leaning against the door, was a more purist guy.

He doesn't have time to answer, when a woman says:

I look at their tail one more time. It was a mess of a tail. Like a relic.

Technically, the tail of the “boys” was not even of the “boys”. Because the men’s toilet was faulty and the men also made the necessary into the one for the disabled. I can't analyze the situation too well, because he had already relieved himself in the bathroom.

Nice at the one for people with disabilities. It is elegant, you also have some bars in the side of the toilet, from which you build, in the end, to flush well, another life.

Still, I felt stupid.

I was thinking about the women, the old women, who had been waiting in line for about 20 minutes. Was not cynical. It was urgent.

Especially since, when I left, there was only one guy in the boys' room. Someone had to do something. To balance the situation. And you know I can't get enough. Especially since the solution was logical and simple to reach an equitable result.

So I went and told them, pointing towards the handicap bathroom, from where the guy who came in after me was already coming out: