at work, so I got to the bathroom on my floor (3rd floor in 4-floor building), and there's somebody in 1 of the 2 stalls already taking a dump. Not wanting to [expletive] next to someone else in a small bathroom, I take the elevator upstairs to the 4th floor men's restroom. *background info* our staircase is locked (fire hazard) in the building, so you have to take the elevator everywhere. And the 4th floor is being remodled, so I figured I'd be alone up there, as opposed to the 2nd floor which has the most people employed in the building and happens to be the level with the vending machines.* So, I get off the elevator and this white haired lady is glaring at me thru the glass doors and windows of her company's receptionist desk. So, I'm like whatever, and I go do the do. I get out, and remembering that the 3rd floor stairway door is propped open by napkins wedged into the wall (which it has been for about 3 weeks), I take the stairs down. Well, I get back to work and about 15 minutes later, a co-worker comes to me and says, "hey, I was told to tell you not to use the 4th floor bathroom anymore". So, I'm thinking, so that's why the old lady was looking at me funny. I'm assuming it's because of the remodling, so I'm like ok, I didn't know we weren't supposed to be up there (remodling on opposite side of the building). So, I tell another co-worker that I was told I couldn't use the bathroom upstairs and she told me she wasn't aware of any rule saying we couldn't. *Background info* the co-worker I told this to is a white woman, married to a black man and they have 3 bi-racial boys....one of whom was called the "n" word just minutes ago and beat up the kid who said it. While I was in the bathroom, I guess she got a text from her son saying the boy's mother was pissed because her son got a bloody lip. So, she was already riled up* So, she goes upstairs and asked if people were allowed to use the 4th floor restrooms. The white haired lady says, "oh, you have to ask her, and points to her co-worker." The co-worker says, "yes." So, Paula (my co-worker) says, "so what's the problem then?" She says she is completely calm the whole time and only asks that question. And the lady responds, "oh you mean the INCIDENT earlier" (since when is taking a dump an incident?). Then she goes on to say, that I was suspicious looking because I took the stairs down and had the door propped open with napkins. And then she points out that they had been robbed 3 times in the past few months. :shock: *background info* there was a cleaning crew in the building a couple months back that was very shady looking (young guys), and a black guy was caught on camera in their office. If it's the guy I remember, he was about 19-22, light-skinned and had cornrows. I'm 29, dark and balding. And by the way, this was all done after hours when everyone was off of work.* *more background info* It was dress-down Friday and ST. Pat's day, so I'm wearing jeans and my green Notre Dame jersey in the spirit of the day* So, Paula comes and tells me, (I never knew she was going to confront this lady) what happened. So, I get pissed. This white-haired lady assumed that I was gonna rob them, the moment I stepped off the elevator, hence the look. Even after I went to the restroom, she must have retraced my steps and found that the 3rd floor door was propped open. So, I'm debating on whether to confront this woman, but I don't. I'm a pretty calm person, but no matter my demeanor, it still would have been a big black man confronting an aging white woman. So, I didn't want to go to her office and make a scene. But at 5:00, I get off work and I'm waiting in the lobby for my g/f who is picking me up. The white-haired lady comes out of the elevator with another woman and a guy. I couldn't hold my frustration, so I calmly said, "I don't appreciate being treated like a criminal in the place where I work." She says, "Nobody's treating you like a criminal. We don't have a problem with you using the bathroom. But we do have one with you putting napkins in the door to prop them open." So, I explain to her that the napkins had been there for 3 weeks and I didn't do it in anyway whatsoever. And that she had no reason to assume 1. that I did it and 2. that I was gonna rob the place. So, she stormed out and I called her a "racist bitch". *background info* I consider myself a Christian, and despite the things I type, I never verbally swear. My best friend of 19 years has never heard me swear. My girlfriend heard me for the first time yesterday, when I told her what I called the lady. And I don't raise my voice very often. Only twice in a 4 year relationship with my g/f.* So, my g/f seeing how upset I was and not one to back down from a good confrontation, gets out the car and confronts the 3 who were still in the parking lot. The white-haired lady immediately walks away, so my g/f talks to the other girl and guy. The guy pulls out his phone and says, "Hey, I'll call the police if there's gonna be any violence." "We just came up here to pick her up because she was afraid something was gonna happen." So, lets count. 1. Assumed I'm gonna rob them at 3:00 in the afternoon. 2. Assumed I put napkins in the door. 3. Assumed I was gonna get violent and called for protection to escort her out of work, despite the fact that I had never even said a word to this woman in the 9 months I've worked at this place. 4. Assumed that I would risk my job (which I'm sure pays more money than her job) just to mess with her. My g/f goes on to tell them that I have never robbed anyone in my life, and that they had a better chance of her getting violent than they would with me. Still the lady insists her friend felt threatened and still hangs onto the notion that I'm the one that put the napkins in the door, despite me telling her otherwise. 5. Assumed I was a liar. It really pisses me off that I am a soon to be 30-year old, college graduate from a major university with a degree in business, and people still look at me and see a threat.