Sunday, November 5, 2017

Who knows where my mind was when this idea came about? Sometimes I find a public toilet left in disarray, and I have to decide: Clean it up and risk getting my hands filthy or leave it to the pros and risk having someone blame the whole thing on me. Which brings to mind another memory of emerging from a stall just as an employee was discovering that someone had been locking himself in stalls and climbing out from under the walls and/or door. Apparently, I had unwittingly found the one stall not locked up, and I figured I was probably suspect #1!

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