Meh. Not so much.
The ride was great. We went a completely different direction than we normally do and got to see some sights we wouldn't have otherwise. Given that we're both good practicing technically Catholic and it was Ash Wednesday, we did the right thing and stopped in a bar for a beer and some fish...both of which were great (that which the fresh air did not cure, the beer would).
As we were getting ready to leave, I stopped to do my womanly duty. I went to the ladies room to pee. This is what awaited:
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| No curtain. No wall. No privacy. |
Seriously. Any ideas? I'll be here waiting, sniffling and red-nosed and generally looking uglier than a lard bucket full of armpits.
Kleenex and Group Pottiness, y'all,
Ach
It's obvious and I know you would have figured it out if you wernt all snot headed and all.
ReplyDeleteThe short one is for sittin on while you throw up in the other.
Perfect for bars. They are innovators.
I can't believe I didn't think of that. Brain fog. Explains the spots on the wall, too.
DeleteOh my, that's awkward. Very awkward. I was also a very good Catholic yesterday and remembered that I shouldn't eat the chicken sandwich I brought for lunch.....but then I did anyway, because let's face it: I think God would rather me actually GO to church than starve for the sake of Ash Wednesday.
ReplyDeleteHope you start feeling better, woman!
Peeing with a friend in the room would be one thing, but a stranger? No thank you.
DeleteThanks, Les. Me, too!
Ive always wished they would take the walls down in public restrooms so that I can have a conversation with the person shitting next to me
ReplyDeleteWhat would you say to that person, Papa?
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