Is that normal: Part Two

I was walking into the bathroom at work and I started to think: if the world was suddenly taken over by zombies, how would I escape if I was stuck in the bathroom? I actually formulated an escape route (by removing ceiling tiles). I've already mapped out an escape route in case I get caught while in the office.

I know that zombies are as real as unicorns and leprechauns. I know this but it doesn't stop me from surveying the space around me and determining the best way out if faced with the undead. My husband laughs at me and I'd laugh along with him if I wasn't so busy figuring out an escape plan for our apartment.