Conventional Wisdom

Because it didn’t occur to me that anybody could misread this comic until after it was done, let me just say this down here: I DIDN’T SNEAK IN AND SOMEHOW LOCK THE BATHROOMS MYSELF.  They were like this when I got there… but once I got there, I had WAY too much fun watching this happen.  Like, I just parked myself on the far side of the hall and watched the hilarity unfold.  The oblivious walk up to the door, the awkward screech to a halt upon nearly walking into the gate, the sad limp away to try and find someplace else, and the next poor soul walking up RIGHT BEHIND to start the process all over; that last part especially was the true comedy gold.  It was like watching Sideshow Bob get hit in the face with two dozen rakes, it just built and built.

On a less sociopath note, the bathroom thing makes more sense when you understand that this was the TOP floor, and Triad was actually happening the next level down.  THOSE bathrooms actually were open… and by convention standards were FREAKISHLY clam and quiet.  I mean, by Normal Real Life standards they still got messy, compared to other cons with that few operating bathrooms, this was immaculate.  It also stank to high heaven of bleach, to the point of feeling like we were at a public swimming pool… which gave me some bad flashbacks to the LAST time I was at Triad.  But still, I never saw and doors of their hinges or clothes stuffed down one of the toilets or multiple urinals blocked off by police tape, which by anime con standards means it was pristine.