Public restrooms can be a nightmare. While I only have experience with the men’s room, I can attest that visiting one is not a joyful experience. First of all, there is the possibility of an ugly stench (the less said about that, the better). Then there is the stickiness of the floor, the sinks, the walls — everything. Men’s restrooms are stickier and grimier than a movie theater’s floor on a Saturday night. There is no explanation about why everything is so sticky and gross but, again, the less said, the better. Then you have to compete with the crowds. Men’s restrooms are notorious for being too populated, everyone jockeying for a position at the urinal. Imagine trying to do your business with a line of people lined up behind you. I can’t perform under this sort of pressure!
I am sure the women’s restrooms are awful for their own reasons too. Public restrooms are an upsetting, traumatizing but necessary part of life. They can be disgusting, germ-ridden dens of dank despair but, hey, it beats the alternative. Right?
The Robot Manager walks into the men's restroom and notices oil slicks underneath every urinal. "Seriously!?" he exclaims.
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