The Bathroom Bandit

Story Submitted by Joseph:

For our first date, Erica and I arranged to meet at my place to spend a day out, visiting a museum, walking in the park, and enjoying the weather.

Forty minutes before our agreed-upon meeting time, I was about to jump in the shower when my phone rang.  It was Erica.  She informed me that she had arrived early.  I was in a bathrobe, but I let her in and set her up on my couch in the living room while I went into the bathroom.

I was in the middle of my shower when the door to the bathroom opened.  My shower doors are translucent and you can't see through them easily.  Nevertheless, I backed away from the shower doors and said, "Hey, yeah, I'll be right out."

She didn't seem to hear me or – what was weirder – even realize that I was in there, because the next thing I knew, from what I could tell through the shower doors, she dropped her pants and sat on my toilet.  Right there.  In front of me.

I slid the shower door open a crack and poked my head out.

"Uh, Erica?  Um..."

What could I say?  Did she honestly not realize that I was in there?  She didn't even turn to face me.

I didn't want to embarrass her, so I slid the shower door closed and kept an eye on her until she finished her business and left the bathroom without flushing.

I turned the shower off, dried myself, and flushed the toilet, repeating the scene in my head over and over.  Did that really just happen?

I dressed and returned to my living room.  She was gone, and my apartment door was open.  I looked around, called for her, dialed her phone, texted, and finally wrote her an e-mail.

To this day, she hasn't responded, and I have no idea what the hell the whole thing was about.