Airport Bathrooms (6/26/10)

The great thing about flying by yourself is you get to bring all of the crap that is on your person into the bathroom stall with you. You open the little door, which conveniently swings inward so that once you get inside the stall you have to practically stand on the toilet seat to get the door closed. Then you set down your carry-on, your purse, and your cup of coffee on the grimy bathroom floor while you do your thing. Washing your hands is also really fun. After fighting with the door to get back out of the stall, you make your way over to the sinks, smacking the entire line of people in the stomach with your carry-on as you walk by. Your purse is on one arm and your carry-on is one the other arm. You balance the cup of coffee on the edge of the sink that’s 1.5 inches in diameter. More often than not, your coffee spills…which means spending more time in the bathroom trying to get cleaned up. You proceed to leave with wet hands because it’s getting crowded in there and you just want to get out of the bathroom. You pull the germy door handle open and wonder why you bothered to wash your hands in the first place.

And that my friends, is a true (recurring) story.