Leaving Montreal for Quebec, I decided to make a stop at one of those rest areas on the side of the road.
I went into the washroom.
The first stall was taken so I went to the second stall. I'd just sat down when I heard a voice from the next stall... "Hi there, how's it going?"
Now I'm not the type to strike up conversations with strangers in washrooms on the side of the road. I didn't know what to say, but finally I said, "...Not bad..."