Decisions, Decisions

I'm very deliberate in my decision making when faced with the common, everyday choices. Take for instance a public bathroom. When I walk into a public bathroom, there are many factors that I take into account when choosing a stall. The first is: stall occupancy. If there is a stall occupied, I will never go into the adjacent stall. It is quite awkward to sit down next to someone and know that you are about a foot or two away from someone else, sitting on a hole, with her pants down, especially if she is doing "the business". I will often experience a form of shy bladder when put in this situation. If the bathroom is empty, I almost always choose "the deluxe" (handicap stall). I like the taller toilet, the spacious mobility the larger stall offers, and I believe it to be the less often used toilet - thus less germs. Many years ago, my co-worker was in the deluxe stall of our work (retail store, public bathroom) when someone with a walker came in and had no place to go. The woman started to shout at my co-worker and continued until she left the stall (I actually think my co-worker was throwing up her lunch, again). After that, it took me a few years to start using the deluxe again. Now I figure, if I hear a walker or a cane come in, I close up shop and run (maybe stopping to rinse my hands)...

Another decision that requires some deliberation is what grocery store lane to check out in. A rule of thumb, if you are following me at the grocery store (or in a toll lane for that matter), never go to the same lane I go to. I always choose wrong - no matter what. There is always some calamity happening; no price tag, an underage trying to buy booze, someone paying with pennies, or a middle-ager trying to use self-checkout.

One thing I rarely choose wrong, is which stuffed animal to pick up in "the Claw" machines. I am obscenely good at winning worthless stuffed animals in "the Claw" machine at grocery stores and trashy restaurants. Just look at my collection if you don't believe me.