worst fears confirmed

First, I broke all kinds of deeply ingrained rules of etiquette by taking a picture in a public mens room but I’m not sorry. And also for the record I don’t completely blame the gentleman doing the work because for all I know this might be the way he was trained and the tools he was given. That being said he has to know that he’s not cleaning anything its just a pee redistribution exercise.

I was occupying a urinal as this little fellow was mid-chore. He attacked the puddle next to me and then proceeded to use that moisture to create those depicted lines on the floor. I wrote this on the plane and then was so disgusted with the entire scenario that I blocked it from my memory. If I didn’t have a friend bitch at me this morning about a lack of post I would have completely forgotten.

Also, if you zoom in on the picture, my stealth photography skills are shit. I have most of my thoughts written across the scowl on my face and I might as well have been directing him for all of the aiming I was doing with the phone. I need those glasses that are also a camera except I don’t want to audibly announce my shenanigans “Hey Meta, take a picture of this cleaning nightmare!”