"I have no idea why I did this. Today I was in the handicap stall in the men's room, washing my hands when someone came in and settled into the stall next to me. He drops his pants and sits down, and as he does, his belt buckle clanks as it hits the floor, landing in plain view from where I was standing. I dried my hands, unlatched the door, stepped back, leaned over, grabbed the belt buckle and yanked that puppy right out of the belt loops!! Now I am in dress slacks, button-down shirt and tie, running out of the men�s room! No one was in the hall as I made good my getaway. I hung the belt on the coat rack just outside of the restroom. I crack myself up, but I can't tell anyone here that I did this, it's just not right."

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