I was working alone one evening. It was quiet. No customers. I checked outside the window. No one was approaching on the sidewalk. So I ran. Quick as I could, I took care of nature's call. Then, after quickly washing up, I jumped back into the store to see if anyone had appeared while I was indisposed. It was quiet. I had not heard the bell on the door jingle. I was alone.
I breathed a sigh of relief. I had accomplished my goal without any problem. I felt a bit leisurely for a moment. I brushed my hair. I put on chap stick. As I was rubbing on hand lotion, I heard a small "ahem." My heart clenched. I was NOT alone! Someone had come in while I was in the bathroom and was waiting for me as I primped and preened.
I ran back into the store. "Oh. I'm so sorry! I didn't realize anyone was here. How can I help you?" I felt embarrassed. This woman so obviously knew what I was up to and was probably embarrassed herself to interrupt me. But, fortunately her universal sound for "excuse me" had gotten my attention.
I helped her find the book she was looking for and she left happy with her purchase. I laughed to myself (and at myself) when she was gone. What a goofy thing. But such is life in a small store. You do what you have to do. And I did.
I just hope next time, I realize someone is there right away. Or better yet, I make it back out before anyone even knows. Or I could always make a little sign that says "Back in 3 minutes" and lock the door.
Whatever I decide to do, I'll remind myself to not feel embarrassed. Life happens. Nature calls and you have to respond.
