The Bathroom Mumbler

Let me ask you all something. When nature calls and you go to a public restroom, do you use the stall right beside a stall that's already occupied? Of course not. It's common courtesy, or part of the "bathroom politics handbook" if you will, not to. I usually have a "go-to" stall I tend to use here at the workplace. For some reason I like to use the end stalls, purposely to avoid such awkward encounters at the stalls. So here I am, in an empty restroom, minding my own business...and what do you know, a black, orthopedic, loafered pair of shoes come strolling in. The feet stop, and there's a pause. I suppose the person is pondering on "oh, which stall shall it be this time?" Lo and behold, they choose the stall right next to mine. Mind you, this is a low-peak time in the morning and there are 5 other empty stalls besides mine. Now what in the world tells this person, "why yes, this stall right besides this occupied stall is perfect". I mean, it's just awkward. People make funny noises. So here's this black, orthopedic, loafered person sitting about 10 inches away from me and she is mumbling. Yes, mumbling. Not even humming, though that doesn't seem appropriate in a public restroom either. But that's besides the point. And then there's grunting. So she's mumbling and grunting now. Gosh, I feel embarrassed for her. So I save her face by quickly finishing my business and beelining it outta there. I'm dreading the moment I recognize those black, orthopedic, loafered shoes. I don't want to be a judgemental person but it's done. She's been judged.