After we washed hands and put jackets, hats, gloves and boots back on (yes, my daughter can't go potty with her shoes on), I grabbed the door handle and SNAP. The handle snapped off in my hand, locking us in. I banged on the door for several minutes, but no one heard us. Christmas was coming fast and the girls were not happy.
Finally, I reached for the "does everything, there's an App for that" technological wonder in my coat pocket: the iPhone. Since I was in such a hurry, I didn't remember the name of the restaurant we in...not a problem. I used Maps to get my location, then a local Google search to find the name and phone number of the restaurant. I called the restaurant and told them I was trapped in the bathroom. Within seconds someone can to rescue us. Apparently, the restaurant was closing when we snuck in to use the bathroom, so there were only 2 people left doing the closing in the back room and hadn't heard us knocking.
Once again, the iPhone has proven itself as more than a great way to waste time, play a game or pick a baby name. I'm just glad that I don't live in New York City, or I might have spent Christmas locked in bathroom. At least, I would have been with family.
