The bathroom exit was blocked by Stacey and her buddy.
"Did you hear what we said?" they said, threateningly.
"Me?" I inquired, scanning the room for anyone else they were conversing with.
"I don't get a lot of information. There's a lot of wax that gets caught in-"
"Did you hear something, weasel?" I was interrupted by Stacey.
"You're so aggressive," I said, shaking my head.
I calmly walked over to the dryer after washing my hands with extra soap. While I dried my hands, I had them wait awkwardly. We couldn't hear each other because of the noise.
And that gave me a minute to gather my thoughts.
How to get out of this mess with the least amount of drama... For these kinds of things, I wish there was a YouTube lesson.
"Did you hear everything?" says the narrator. Stacey's pal
