This is a topic that my mother will be mortified I'm writing about....but it has to be said.
I have an aversion to public restrooms. It isn't the mess that disgusts me, though you would be amazed how disgusting women in churches are. I clean up cat puke on a daily basis. I can handle women's disgusting habits.
And I'm not worried about contracting some disease, though I probably should be. I did have a thought the other day in Target...what if someone put super glue on this toilet seat? Thankfully, I was able to get back up, but I had the thought and that's bad enough.
If no one else is in there, it's fine. But if I have to share a bathroom, even if there are stalls w/ doors, I just about have an epileptic episode. It's the noise coming from the next stall. What are you doing over there? Is there somebody else in there with you, cause that's a lot of heavy breathing for relieving yourself. I shudder to think.
My thought today was, "oh, it's such a chore to get dressed, isn't it?" Is that why you're huffing & puffing?
I know. I'm evil.
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I could go on for days about this topic. I hate the mess, women are disgusting. I hate it when I'm caught by surprise with diarrhea and I have to use a public restroom. You get lucky and think you have the restroom alone, but then in walks someone who picks the stall next to you (do they not know the every-other-stall rule for privacy?) and suddenly, you don't feel so confident about dumping the D as you did minutes earlier. So you sit there and wait for them to leave, and it takes them FOREVER to get done.
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