I work in a fancy restaurant as a waitress. Once, a woman suddenly approached, looking worried.
“Please help me,” she said. “My in-laws will be here soon.
When I signal you, could you let me know the toilet is free?” Surprised, I agreed. Once I did, her…
…eyes filled with quiet relief. She explained in a small voice that her in-laws were extremely critical,
especially her mother-in-law, who often judged her for the smallest things—how she sat, how she spoke, even how she excused herself.
She said that if she asked to go to the restroom directly, they would accuse her of
“constantly running away” or “being nervous and unprepared.”
