Noooooo....I'm not talking about that type of stall.
I'm talking about this type:
Yeah more like that kind but 3/4 of the size. Remember they're in a construction office trailer so it's rather lacking in room. The average Maury Povich "guest," would not even attempt to enter one without being sprayed head to toe with WD-40.
It's small and down right uncomfortable if someone is in the stall next to you. The proximity is too damn close for my liking but the positive side is there isn't a lot of women (They say it's 11:1 - Men to Women in Ft. McMurray/Surrounding Camps) so generally I can do my business in peace.
I've had a quite a few run-ins as of late with this gal who likes to talk while in the stall. It happens that I'm the one first in the stall every time and she flies in there and randomly starts chatting.
Weird and annoying.
All I'm thinking is dammit woman, I'm trying to concentrate on not pooting now that you're here and I can't do that and talk without sounding strained.
That is something you do when you're slobbering drunk in some bar, not at the work place.