was at the convention center in new orleans. Used the bathroom at some point in the morning and was easy to find as each sorta block had a mens and a womens with the womens farther out and the mens closer to the cooridor. Later was in a session and near the end my bowels were telling me they could not wait but made it to the end of the talk and dashed out and around the corner and into the stall and my clenched up sphincter let loose. Oh man that was such a relief. Hey wait. I don’t remember seeing urinals when I dashed in. Was lucky and was able to finish and get out and looked at the sign. So I guess out of fairness they alternated the bathrooms or something so on one the mens would be closer to the cooridor and then the next one the womens would be. oof.