That tears it! Whoever decided to install the first bathroom stall door that swung in needs to be drug out into the street and shot! Am I alone here? Who on earth could possibly think it would be a good idea to force people to squeeze around the door, just millimeters away from what horrors one can only imagine on that toilet seat!?
Granted, our toilets here at RCC are generally quite clean, but that cannot be said for a great many restrooms elsewhere! Especially for an older woman like myself, maneuvering around a porcelain rimmed death trap can be quite hazardous, and let’s not even mention what I have to do with my walker!
Frankly, I’m fearful for my safety, but this isn’t just about me. Your husbands and wives, your cousins and grandparents, your parents and children, your brother and sisters and friends and girlfriends and uncles and distant relatives whom you don’t know but who certainly deserve better are facing this terror, many of them every single day. Something has to be done! Stand with me! We will not take this sitting down (so to speak)! Raise a rallying cry and form a resistance! Do it for yourself; do it for your neighbor; do it for the children! File petitions with building inspectors; picket any building with inward-opening stall doors; lay down your life for the cause if necessary, but never back down; never give up; never allow the inward-opening-bathroom-stall-door heathens to win! Who is with me!?!
Granny Trudy

Granny Trudy, I am with you on this! Now imagine being pregnant and having a belly the size of a beachball and a two year old to at your feet to boot. “Oli please stand on the toilet tank and don’t touch anything while mommy works on her yoga moves so she can get herself around the door.”