However, I visited one tonight that was on that list just to prove to myself I could do it. And well, honestly, my bladder wasn’t giving me many other options at that point. So I trudged forth into the gas station in the middle of Nowhere, USA, to use it. I walk towards the sign that said ‘Ladies’, turned the dilapidated corner, ignored the broken tiles I walked over, reached for the rusty bathroom handle door and pushed it open.
And stood there in disgust as I looked every
single thing in the bathroom covered in grime and layered with dust, including
the space heater that I was a bit unsure why it was there. I look for the
toilet paper & find one roll on the grimy covered toilet, looking like
someone had put their claw marks into the ends of it. Luckily, they had another
roll in a better location & less shredded that I started pulling on and
lining the toilet sheet with. I may be brave enough to use that bathroom, but I
am NOT brave enough to use that bathroom’ toilet seat without many layers
between me and it.
Two pieces of toilet paper into my task, I
suddenly hear a male voice & a lot of thumping on bathroom door. I pause
with my third piece of toilet paper in hand and ask ‘Yes?’. Then there was
silence for a second and then more pounding n the door ensues. At this point, I
walk towards the door with my piece of toilet paper in hand and exclaim’ WTF?!’
I hear silence again and I turn back towards the toilet, lay the 3rd
piece down and get the 4th piece ready and hear two guys talking
really loud outside the bathroom door. I hear the other guy ask the original
door pounder if he had knocked on the door and how he just had to wash
something or the other (which I was desperately hoping was his hands). Then
they finally meander away and I finish layering the toilet seat with toilet
paper and proceed to do my business.
One more piece of toilet paper later to flush
the toilet & a timid gripping of the bathroom door, I swung it open, walked
to front of the door and looked at my husband with a shell shocked look on my
face as he asks…
‘You ready to go?’
Uhh, gee dude, what was your first clue?
I don’t think there is enough Purell in this world to make me feel less dirty &
violated right now *sigh*
