My expectation when I close the stall door in a public bathroom is to come face to face with a sign telling me "only flush toilet tissue," or "protect your belongings." 

You too?

So, imagine my surprise, amusement, confusion, bemusement when I gazed up into this sign.
 

My first thought was, "is this the equivalent of the mile high club" for people who desire a roomier environment? It was after all, a pretty commodious commode. 

My second thought was to rethink my first thought. Maybe they aren't cautioning the inhabitants to refrain from a sexual liason, but rather to another illicit activity. Drug deals, anyone? 

Seems to me, in either case, that I was clearly in an environment whose usual clientale was probably a tad more hip and trendy than my local cheesburger, cheeseburger hang out.

I'm not naive enough to believe that various and assorted nefarious activities don't take place ….just that they are not, in gleaming stainless steel, warned against.

I'll have to refrain myself when I go back there.

I might have to do something really daring. Leave the seat up?