OK, this is groase, but what the heck?  What is it with my family?  They  never let me use the restroom in peace, seriously, the minute I finally break down, back away from the dishes, and hit the restroom, there are about a thousand knocks on the door, WW III blaring in the living room, and inevitably someone else needs to use the restroom, mind you we have three, but apparently whichever one I pick is the one needed at the time.  WHY?  Why can't I just use the potty in peace? 

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