As I promised you on twitter today… a fun tale from a Charlotte restroom.

I’ve told you already this week about the spirit at the Democratic National Convention here in Charlotte.From the delegates to the volunteers to the Charlotte natives, everyone is excited to be a part of the convention (although, to be fair, many of our Northeast Florida reps are starting to get a little tired from the jam-packed agenda and walks around the city).

It seems like exhaustion really is the only thing dampening anyone’s spirit.The only time I saw flat out refusal to chant political cheers was at a very crowded bus stop at the end of the day. One woman tried to fire up the crowd with a chant of “four more years” but the only people who joined in were chanting “four more buses.”

A small chant broke out in the middle of the day today.The only awkward part about it, was that it happened in a bathroom.

I was washing my hands when someone was carrying a conversation while walking in to a stall.She said something to the effect of “I want paradise, and for that I need four more years of my President.”At this point, the person in the next stall over felt it was appropriate (for some reason) to join in with a chant of “Obama, Obama!”

Instead of laughing at the awkward moment or ignoring the interruption, as I feel would probably take place on your average day, a string of introductions took place.Again, this was through a bathroom stall wall.

They then carried the conversation out of the restroom and had a pleasant good-bye before going their separate ways.

Something about having the underlying passion for politics and this President unites these people on every level. I know the big message from Democrats this year is equality and fairness, but you really see that personified in little events like this.Whether in a bathroom stall, in a line at a coffee shop, or in the hall brimming with people, there are no boundaries stopping these delegates.