Today Lee and I went to the mall to have lunch and see a movie. Before lunch I made a visit to the ladies room and then after the movie once again I visited the facilities. It was during my trip to the movie restroom that I realized the following.
If there was a job that required a person to walk into a restroom and choose the dirtiest stall with the toilet that had NOT been flushed after the last visitor I would be PERFECT for that job.
It just seems that no matter which stall I choose, whether it's the first on the right, or the middle on the left, or the handicap one at the end, I pick the one that wasn't flushed!! What's up with that? First of all, who are these non-flushers and second of all how does my brain know....don't choose that one, go to the next one....BINGO....no flush!
Perhaps in a previous life I was a restroom attendant.
PS Juno was fabulous! What a sweet movie and an awesome soundtrack!
4 comments:
We could work together, as I also seem to have this gift. Although my gift is inclusive of not only the non-flushed, but although the seats that have been peed on by the previous visitor.
Again, a skill that seems to set me apart from so much of the universe. I can safely say that I have NEVER peed on a seat.
It might be hereditary...I seem to have the same luck. I have been thinking lately the the auto-flush toilets are partly responsible. People just assume it's going to flush by itself.
We both seem to post about the nitty gritty of women's restrooms!
http://whereisthelaughtrack.blogspot.com/2008/02/unless-you-plan-to-lick-your-butt.html
Oh bother, sorry. I always forget that blogger comments are stupid with links.
Finish that last one with:
unless-you-plan-to-
lick-your-butt.html
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