Originally Posted by
winkydink
Once on an SFO-CDG flight, I was waiting with a couple of other people for the lav. One of the waiters became impatient and started knocking on the door. After the 2nd round of knocks, a rather peeved-looking woman opens the door and said, "Excuse me, I'm doing a medical procedure." She then closed the door and was in there a few more minutes. That once always puzzled me, but it also taught me to be extra patient.
A good friend of mine isn't too fond of flying and generally spends his flying hours drunk or drugged or both. As he says "banging on the door while I'm in the lav just makes me wanna pee on the seat".
