No real time for blogging or surfing the net today, so I thought I'd leave you with these two images.
Allegedly, this is a public toilet in Houston, TX. The nice lady there is pictured as she is about to enter it.
I don't doubt that it's in Houston, TX.
I have a hard time believing it is a public toilet.
Why?
Well, check out the inside.
Obviously, the walls are constructed of one way glass, which is actually pretty cool, I suppose, if you are a secret exhibitionist.
I'm not, so I can't imagine actually using this facility. Well, maybe after a few bourbons or a coupla martinis. Then again, I'm from New England where we are still struggling with the remnants of left over Puritanism.
Then again, maybe, just maybe, if I had to go, had to go, had to go RIGHT NOW!
Could you?
BTW, I'll bet you're wondering why I don't believe this is a public facility. I think it's obvious:
It's WAAAAYYYYY too clean to be a public facility. I mean, look at those walls. They practically sparkle. The glass doors to my shower aren't that clean!
I'm heading off to Rehoboth Beach right after work this afternoon, so not much time for writing, but lots of time for walking the beach and thinking and then writing.
Wish me traveling mercies on the New Jersey Turnpike, where I'm not at all likely to find a clean public facility for 100 miles.
(Hat tip to and prayers for Riley, who is preparing for unexpected w/e guests.)
8 comments:
It's time to recharge your batteries, I take it.
Enjoy!
There's an old truism: "If you gotta go, you gotta go"
But, and now here's a cruel thought, what if this is a practical joke. They now make glass that polarizes depending on the direction of an electrical current. It could be opaque now and translucent as soon as you close the door.
How about that practical jokers?
I suspect it is so clean because once in it no one has the nerve to use it.
FWIW
jimB
Traveling mercies,Mother Kaeton.
I like Rehoboth, too. It's pretty close to Ocean City, Maryland where I vacationed all the time as a child.
It's cleaner than my kitchen sink. And a lot cleaner than anything in my bathroom. But I'd use it.
Have fun at the beach.
This has to be a goof that would induce an acute case of bashful bladder...
Traveling mercies emk. Thanks again for your help with the 'you know'.
I'm here in RB and absolutely loving it. It was a miserable drive from Jersey to Delaware - sheets of rain (I put my hazard lights on so the trucks on the Turnpike would be sure to see me) with loud claps of thunder and flashes of lightening that I thought sure were going to hit one of us. It finally slowed down and then stopped as I neared the Delaware border. When I arrived here, it was 75 and sunny through the rain clouds that were rapidly dispersing. If home is where the heart is, I've arrived.
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