I often use the uni-sex handicapped public washroom at work. It’s cleaner than the bigger washrooms and is quite spacious. It’s also located by a set of stairs so it’s not frequently used by its target consumer.
One day, as I walked up to the door–which was WIDE OPEN, for the record–I caught a rare and elusive glimpse of a man peeing. I was startled but silent, and he seemed not to notice that I was about to enter. Naturally, since I’m awkward, I just silently slinked away and pretended like it never happened. Who pees with the door open in a public place?! Though, perhaps I should thank him. It was the most action I’ve seen on Valentine’s Day.