A couple of weeks ago, while walking with my 6-month-old son, my peanut-sized bladder made its needs known. Fortunately, I was passing a local park, and Taipei provides excellent toilet facilities in such places.
It was the usual setup--a few toilet stalls, a bank of uninals. I parked Julian's stroller by the sinks, within sight, and took the stance of relief. During the rather lengthy process, a young man in a smart business suit took a urinal between me and my son; at the same time I heard a tentative cry. I leaned back a bit and said, "Mei shi, baba kan ni!" (Don't worry, daddy sees you!)
I think the fellow jumped about half a vertical foot.
I'm happy to see that my Mandarin is improving.