potty talk
The long awaited update, I hope it lives up to your expectations. Chances are it won't. If that's the case, please don't think less of me. It's not that I don't care about entertaining you and providing value to your carefully alloted web-surfing time, it's just that I'm really lazy.

I think I've ranted about bathrooms before, so bear with me on this one. Yes, talking on the phone in the stalls is obnoxious, but how about whistling at the urinal? Experienced both of those recently. Starting up a conversation at the urinal is also very low on the list of things I'm interested in doing. I don't go in there for a chat about the weather.

Worse though may be what happened last week. I walked in on someone zipping up in a stall. Seriously, we have locks on these things for a reason people!

On the brighter side, I got to take a trip down to Newark (no, not New Jersey before you ask, the way everybody does) to visit our facility there. They have the greatest urinals ever. Enclosed completely on three sides by an 8 foot wall so you have almost complete privacy. Great! Far better than the no-wall deals you find a lot of places, or, worse, the trough you frequently get at stadiums. However, my joy turned to rage when I glanced at the stalls. Two out of three were unusable unless you enjoy being in close proximity to other people's effluent. [ I'm using a fancy word only to take the gross-level down a bit, I don't want Nicole to go into the fetal position when she reads this]. Is it really necessary to be such a slob? It really killed the 3-wall-urinal vibe for me.