First time visiting this cafe. Casually walk into what I think is the Men’s room. There is a woman wiping the mirror with a paper towel.
I freeze.
She stops cleaning the mirror.
*an awkward second passes which feels like eternity*
“Whoa! Where am I?”, I say — and then take a couple steps back to check the door label.
Men’s.
*PHEW*
And yet, somehow, still embarrassed. O_o