I never go in the first stall of a public bathroom, if I have a choice. I didn't like psychology when I took it in college, but I think this is Pavlov's law at work. (That dog salivating every time a bell rings).

I've been conditioned to avoid the first stall living in the dorms during my first year in college. The first stall was understood as the stinky-seat-never-goes-down stall. Didn't know that, and unlucky me, found out on the very same day that the guys using that stall never close the door either.

But I thought I'd share this phenomenon, since every time I go to the bathroom at work, I always find myself heading for the second stall.