See, I wish that this were true for me too. During MS1, I was shadowing a doctor in the hospital, but she had to see a patient who was in isolation. So she told me to wait in the hallway. As I was waiting, this very elderly woman in a wheelchair sees me in my white coat, and beckons me over to her. She pulls me down towards her and says pleadingly, "Doctor, please, I need help. Please, please help me. I need to use the bathroom. Please help me find a bathroom."
A nurse comes running over at this point, and says "Oh, Mrs. Jones! You have a catheter in you. You just pee into the bag! INTO the bag, Mrs. Jones, into the bag! You don't need a bathroom!" She starts wheeling Mrs. Jones away, but Mrs. Jones starts clutching frantically at my sleeve, saying "DOCTOR! Please!! Help me find a bathroom! Please! Doctor, help me!" She keeps pulling at my coat until the nurse finally wrenched her away.
Damn white coat.
(This is a true story, by the way. The resident that I was shadowing saw the whole thing, and had a hard time controlling her own pee because she was laughing so hard.)