I took what I had anticipated being a quick, late afternoon break to refresh my coffee, stretch my legs and make a restroom stop. Once in the restroom I heard a male voice say, "Ma'am" I froze. I looked around hoping that I had not walked into the men's bathroom. Nope. Once I established that I was indeed in the women's restroom I heard the voice again, "Ma'am, don't go into the stall."
My heart raced. "God?"
Okay, so I know that if God had been audibly speaking to me He probably would have called me by name instead of calling me ma'am but in order to be less creeped out I was really wishing it was God, not a man, speaking to me in the women's restroom.
I looked all around and finally saw a hole in the ceiling.
Before I turned to flee I yelled, "You should put a sign on the door that says 'Man in Ceiling- use another restroom'! Then I fled to the another floor of the office building. The ladies in the restroom on the 2nd floor thought I was nuts. I walked in and looked all around the bathroom and then said, "Do you know if any men have been in the ceiling?"
Looking back, it would have been wise to give the ladies some background information before asking the question. Now I just seem crazy.