When it comes to toilet cubicles, I prefer to keep the whole thing anonymous. I'm not in there to make friends. I don't want to see their face, I don't want to hear their voice, I don't even want to see their shoes poking under the wall. The point is -- I'm not interested in getting to know the person next door.
So you can imagine my disgust when I very recently had to go for a crap next to someone who quite obviously plays golf.
It actually made me wretch, thinking of his golfy little frame, squatting there next to me. I mean, in the name of toilet cubicle confidentiality, would it have killed him to have taken his clubs in with him?
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