The Things I Say

Today, at Trident Booksellers, I'm waiting for the restroom, when a man walks out of the men's room.  Well, there are no guys in the queue, so I decide to go on in.  After all, I don't believe in separating bathrooms by gender -- the binary always leaves people out.

Anyway, my philosophy is tested when I emerge from the men's room to find a guy waiting outside.  "Hey," he says, "isn't that the men's room?"

"It is," I say, walking by.

He glowers at me now.  "But you're not a man."

"Ah," I say, with a smile, "but how do you know I don't have a cock?"

Let's just say he didn't answer.