I really liked this blogpoll thing (and, yes, I agree that the color scheme was perfect) - and apparently so did you, since you're still voting, even after we know who won the Amazing Race. So I've decided to do another one.
In this version, I will give you a set of facts, hypothetical or otherwise, perhaps a bit of an ethical dilemma, and then you can vote and tell me what you would do in the situation. (Don't worry, this won't be a professional responsibility scenario, for those of you recovering from exams. This will be more like that Scruples game that my parents got when I was a kid but they wouldn't let me play because it was an "adult game" and I just couldn't figure out how there could be a game that a kid couldn't play, I was a smart kid, I could even play Scrabble with grownups, so why wouldn't they let me play? Or maybe this is more like a Choose Your Own Adventure Book.)
Ok, you're walking home from work, and boy, do you have to pee... Actually, you had to go even before you left work, but the maintenance people were working in there, but that's another story. And besides that, you stopped at the bank, and you thought that would only take a minute or two, but it took about thirty, so now you feel like you're going to die. And that stupid bank didn't have a restroom for you to use. They must have a bathroom that they use, so why can't you use it? I mean, what is it, in the safe? Whatever.
So, you're walking home, and you see a little lunch shop, that you know has a pretty clean bathroom for customers, and you figure that you've been there often enough that they'll let you use the restroom without buying anything. Because you're broke. You deposited money at the bank, you didn't withdraw any. Because you didn't have any. Whatever.
Now you already know that there's one single restroom with one single toilet and one sink, that could be used by either a man or a woman, because you've used it before. As soon as you walk in, you see that there's already two young ladies camped out in front of the restroom door. They're eating ice cream cones (this place sells ice cream during the summer) and chatting about how drunk they were last night or something.
So, you walk up behind them and say "Are you waiting for the bathroom?" I mean, it's pretty obvious, but maybe they're waiting for someone to come out of the bathroom or something. Which would mean you'd still have to wait, but whatever, you ask anyway.
And one of the girls responds, "Yeah."
So, you wait there for a minute or two. You don't really hear anything going on in the bathroom, and in the interest of being thorough (because you're thorough) you say "Is someone in there?" Sure they're going to think you're stupid, but you've gotta ask. I mean, you're ready to pee your pants.
And the girls looks at you like you have two heads and say "Yeah."
So, you wait there a little longer. Gotta admit, you're listening to the girls' conversation a little bit. What else are you going to do? And... get this... they're talking about the fact that they don't know what they're going to do with their ice cream cones when it's their turn to go into the bathroom.
"I can't carry it in there with me! I wouldn't be able to hold my ice cream and pee."
"I know," says the other one, "besides, that'd be gross, right?"
"Yeah, it would be!" The first one agrees.
One of you could hold the ice cream while the other one goes, you think. And then it occurs to you, hmmm... these girls aren't too bright.
So, you turn around and walk to the counter. "Can I have the key to the restroom?" you ask.
"Sure," the man behind the counter says, as he hands you a key attached to an obnoxiously large key chain to prevent bathroom key theft. Is that really a common problem anyway?
And, just to be safe, you ask "Is there only one bathroom key?"
"Huh?" the guy asks.
"Well, if I have the key now, does that mean the bathroom is empty?"
"You got the only key," he replies.
Now, you have the only key...