Over the years, I've managed to decode the "cute" gender signs sometimes put on restaurants' restroom doors (Buoys and Gulls, Laddies and Lassies, etc.), but they're not always so obvious.
Recently I wandered off in search of the men's room and found myself confronted by two marked doors. One was labeled "Bronco," the other "Cactus." Completely baffled, I stopped a restaurant employee.
"Excuse me. I'm looking for the restroom." I said, gesturing toward the doors. "Which one should I use?"
"Actually, we would prefer you to go there," she said, pointing to a door down the hall marked "Men." "Bronco and Cactus are our private dining rooms."