Day 223: Out of Order

Today the station toilet is closed.  On the door there is a sign.  'Out of Order.  Apologies for the inconvenience.'

I'm suspect there is a pun buried within this.  Something about the main issue being that you're not actually IN any CONVENIENCE.  Convenience as in 'public convenience'.  You get the general idea. 

If you want to craft it into something more polished, please do so.  If you don't, I fully understand.

I'm putting no more effort in, after a day with a colleague who deserves her very own 'Out of Order' sign.  I didn't even get an apology.  The toilet has better manners.