A while ago I walked into the toilets at work, and turned to walk into one of the cubicles (we only have 3 cubicles and no urinals). The smell hit you as soon as you entered the air space of the cubicle, it was one of the worst scenes I have ever encountered. It looked like a scene from hell, the entire toilet bowl was full, wet toilet paper hanging over the seat and down the side. With the obvious everywhere, literally everywhere - it has clearly had several failed flushes.
I stepped back out and went into the one furthest away, finished and washed my hands. As I was stood at the hand dryer, trying to wipe the image from my mind - somebody came into the toilet. I turned around and started to walk out, at the same time I saw him go to walk into the cubicle of death, he stopped and turned around.
Realising he was doing exactly what I'd just done, as I walked past him out of the door, I said...
I just did that.
Looking back, I realise it probably wasn't obvious that I meant 'I just walked into the cubicle and decided to walk out the same as you have just done - it's disgusting isn't it?' and probably more appeared as though I was saying 'I just did that horrific mess, I'm especially proud of it therefore I will tell you it was of my doing'.
He didn't even speak, he just looked at me slightly with alarm. I remember thinking at the time, why is he looking at me like that, I'm trying to share in mutual disgust.
It was a while ago, but we both still work here. I see him fairly often - we never mention that day in the toilet.