The worst for me is bathrooms with a valet. I remember eating at a restaurant in Ft. Lauderdale that had a tiny two-stall bathroom with a valet in it. It must be some sort of state law in Florida that requires a valet in every public bathroom b/c they were everywhere. I went in needing to stock the porcelain pond with brown trout and figured if he's crazy enough to sit in there then I'm just going to let it fly. I was on vacation and never planned on seeing that dude again but I'll bet he had some a story to tell his other valet buddies.
Who the hell would want that job anyway (although as I'm wrapping this up, I just realized it would be a great job for Crohnies b/c we'd never be far away from a bathroom and we'd have extra incentive to keep it clean).
hey randy. i've been on a break from HW for awhile but i've been checking in over the past couple of weeks. sometimes this place gets to be too much.
hope you're feeling well my man.