Picture this situation...
You are sleeping. Very soundly, very comfortably.
The weather's just nice. Cold and rainy.
You don't feel like waking up, because you are so freaking lazy.
But then, a sudden rumble in your tummy forces you to wake up.
You have no choice.
You had to wake up.
So, you went to the toilet.
A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do, or so they say.
The toilet that you went to has 4 stalls.
The first stall has faulty doors, which means you can't lock it. You can't even close it tight.
The second stall has no water. No hose. No flush.
The fourth stall was occupied.
That leaves us with stall number three..
you see this.....
Would you like to try the caramel macchiato with some added chocolate flakes?
WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?!?!
Come on, gimme a break!
To the person who fucking made that shit, i curse you and your family, and i damn you to hell!
The fucking flush is working well. There's no fucking reason for you to leave it just like that.
NO bloody reason. At all.
And even if the flush is not working, the very least you could do is to wash it away.
Damn, is that so hard?
So, back to the situation.
What would you do if you were in that position?
- Do nothing.
- Scream, and shit in your pants.
- Go back to sleep.
- Wait for the fourth stall.
- Find another toilet somewhere else.
- Clean up the mess.
- Snap a pic and blog about it.