What Grinds My Gears.................Restrooms at San Francisco Airport

I go into the restroom after a 12 hour flight. A flight with all its crappy meals and the meals I had prior to boarding. You guessed it. I needed to take a big dump. But, imagine this: my pants are down (OK, Don't imagine anything. Just understand what I am trying to say) and trying to put on the seat cover (you never trust whose ass was on there prior to mine). Every time I turn around to sit down, the damn toilet flushes. It is one of those motion sensing toilets, which do not require a manual flush. Just get up and it would take care of the rest. But, apparently, this toilet's sensor was way too sensitive. I almost spent 10 minutes trying to take care of business. But with every turn, it flushes taking down with it the seat cover. Finally, I was able to put on the cover and turn around in slowwwwwwww moooooooo and rest my Gluteus Maximus.