You know what sucks?

When you slam a ginormous cup of coffee and then said coffee hits your guts, making you sprint to the bathroom, only to find someone else is in there, doing the exact same thing you are dying to do but you can't, because they were there first and have a right to do their business in private, so you turn around and pretend like you were never there, only to return a few minutes later because honestly, you might explode, then thankfully, find that they are gone. 

I know I'm not the only one. Quit pretending you don't do it.

That really sucks.