Grody Defined.

I get an hour for my lunch break every day. I have never had a job where I got a whole hour for lunch, so needless to say, I sometimes find it to be a bit of a challenge to fill the time. One thing that I like to do is go to the Borders bookstore across the street and browse. I usually end up getting something from the cafe.

Anyway, today while I was there, I decided to pay a visit to the facilities. There were only two stalls, a regular one and a handicapped accessible one. Since the regular stall was occupied, I went into the other one. Well, turns out, the seat was just gone. I decided that maybe I could wait a bit.

Well, this woman comes out of the stall, looks at me, and says, yeah, this bathroom is terrible! Everything is broken! (One of the two sinks was clogged.) As I walk into the stall, I notice that she didn't flush. I said, oh no! Is it not flushing either? She says yeah, it's broken AS SHE WALKS OUT WITHOUT WASHING HER HANDS!!!

I went into the stall ( I really had to go!) and just for shits and giggles try to flush it. Well, whaddaya know - it flushed just fine.

To the nasty lady at Borders today, I have one word for you: EW.