pewtertm
Active member
While we were out today, DH decided he was hungry and wanted to drop by Whataburger for a quick lunch. We went inside and I took a quick trip to the ladies' room.
Inside the bathroom is one private stall. So I'm waiting by the sink for my turn...
remember that thread a few weeks ago about TMI from ppl in the bathroom?...
This woman opens the stall door, comes out moaning, and saying her stomach has been cramping up something awful all day. OK, I have no idea who you are, and we're shut inside a small bathroom together so I think I have a clue about your stomach issues.
That was bad enough...but then she walked straight to the door...grabbed the handle, and left...no hand washing EWWWWW.
And then on top of that she left the seat wet.
I think there should either be no exterior doors allowed..maybe some zig zag corridor or something...or at least make sure there are some paper towels, not just hot air dryers...so that we can get out without touching other ppl's nastiness.
Inside the bathroom is one private stall. So I'm waiting by the sink for my turn...
remember that thread a few weeks ago about TMI from ppl in the bathroom?...
This woman opens the stall door, comes out moaning, and saying her stomach has been cramping up something awful all day. OK, I have no idea who you are, and we're shut inside a small bathroom together so I think I have a clue about your stomach issues.
That was bad enough...but then she walked straight to the door...grabbed the handle, and left...no hand washing EWWWWW.
And then on top of that she left the seat wet.
I think there should either be no exterior doors allowed..maybe some zig zag corridor or something...or at least make sure there are some paper towels, not just hot air dryers...so that we can get out without touching other ppl's nastiness.
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