Stopped by the bog for my post lunch lag today, and noticed the place was empty. I made for the last urinal, farthest from the door, and proceeded to etch my name in porcelain. Just as I start, in walks another bloke, who has the choice of the other 5 empty urinals to choose from. Which one does he pick, you ask? The one right next to me! I'm not homophobic or anything, but please, a little space to do ones business.