On entering the premises you always head from the toilets and part company from your beloved who enters into another secret world known only to the male species. You may have soft music playing in the background but fear the experience that is about to behold you.
The majority of cubicles are closed off with signs proclaiming they are being cleaned so you're left with 3 to choose from, the first has a large split seat and the remnants of the last visitor. The second has no seat at all so you go for the third that at first glances seems usable, how wrong can one be. It's too late you've entered before noticing there is no lock on the door or a hook for you to place your handbag on.
Now you have to position yourself so that you don't actually touch the seat, your bent forward with arm outstretched to keep the door closed and you have your handbag dangling around your neck hoping that your clothing haven't dropped into the swimming pool of a floor. After mastering all that you find as always there is no toilet paper, so still in the same position you rummage through the contents of the bag, the one that's still around your neck, to find a half used scrupled paper hanky.
Part 2 tomorrow - The cafe and shop.
I this the new series of Grumpy old gits, are looking for a nutter to fill a slot, you will be ideal :-)
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