At work, I was once given the duty of cleaning a stall in the women's restroom. Being a guy, I wasn't ready for the murder scene that was waiting to be tended to. I always imagined the women's restroom to be sparkling and smell like freshly dried sheets. Boy was I wrong. Anyway, as I was cleaning shit and what I really hoped wasn't period blood off the toilet, I heard a sobbing. Not just any sobbing, a loud, uncontrollable sobbing but I was the only one in the restroom. I still don't know what was sobbing. It could've been someone in the adjacent restroom or it could've been my subconscious crying because I was on my hands and knees scrubbing blood and shit off a toilet.
TL;DR The women's restroom is a scary place