I bet you are the stall that is used the most
Being the middle of three and all
I bet you get picked when all of you are empty
Not sure if this trail of thought is a reflection of all my cheerful hours waiting to pee
Tossing my over thinking brain onto the innocent shoulders of strange women in washrooms or an observation made of a middle child dropped like shit into a toilet metaphor and flushed into the sewage of a sub par slam score
But I bet you are the stall that is used the most
At least by me anyways
Probably because I am always on the fence
Guess I want to believe other women are too
Anyways…