One thing I genuinely missed about college: public bathrooms.
They are a very awkward invention. People are very sensitive when it comes to the bathroom, they don't want to be identified as the person just in that stall. And who would? Sometimes I'll hide out until I'm sure everyone has left. I mean everyone does it, right?

Well when I was in the 3rd grade I found out the hard way that people like their privacy in the restroom. All 8 of us girls in my 3rd grade class would line up to go to the bathroom and wash our hands before lunch. At some point prior to this particular day in the 3rd grade I realized you could stand on the toilet seat and look over the wall at people. (It beat trying to figure out who they were by their feet). I had done this surreptitiously enough times to go undetected. So one day I peeped over and saw Mrs. Barclay, my third grade teacher. Now I was good at my craft so I knew how to be quiet. But Mrs. Barclay must have seen my little head rise above the stall wall out of the corner of her eye... She looked up and yelled

"JESSICA!!! What on EARTH are you doing!?!?"

I jumped down and ran out of the bathroom. The subject was never discussed further, and I quit my life of peeping Tommery.