Great. Luckily I have a cell phone.
There was only one stall - the handicapped stall. So I stood up, washed my hands in the dark while still in the stall (I really like that about handicapped stalls - all stalls should have their own sink!), and then came out of the stall.
The light still did not come on until I was practically on top of the door. This here is a motion sensor that needs some adjusting, folks.
Also, they store a plethora of raincoats in this public bathroom for some reason. Perhaps in case of extreme potty emergencies - Florida is a retiree's paradise, after all.

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