If you do any traveling you are going to see the inside of a
restroom or two. There are the good, the
bad and the ugly when it comes to restrooms.
In 43 years I have been in my share of all. I get grossed out at dirty ones, I am
impressed at the clean ones, laughed at the one when I saw the Blue Man Group
in Chicago and think it is weird when you go in to one and there is an attendant
on duty. When I went to Jimmy Buffet a
few years ago at Alpine Valley there was a guy in the restroom handing out
paper towels looking for tips. There is
a joke there but will let it go. What a
job, hanging out in the can and watching people at their most vulnerable. Not only does that job kind of have the
creeper quality to it, your sense of smell has to be shot for you to do that
for a job. I remember when my kids were
young and they walked into the home bathroom after use and they would make a
comment, they were told it was roses. It
is amazing that telling your kids that as a joke and to have them put that
together with practical knowledge for example having the family go the conservatory
at Como Park and in to the rose room and have the kids say we don’t want to go
in there because they were afraid of the smell of roses.
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