Public washrooms disgust me. And yes, I'm aware that there is nothing abnormal about my feelings toward shared lavatories, but my distaste for them stems from a much different train of though.
I myself am generally a disgusting person. I pick my nose, I chew constantly on EVERYTHING, I only brush my teeth in the morning, I wash my bed sheets once every couple of months, I don't clean under my fingernails, I barely wax my ears, and I rarely wash my hands after using the washroom. As you can guess, I'm very thankful for my amazingly functioning immune system, because without it I feel as though I may not be given the opportunity to be thankful for it.
As the above information suggests, the thought of plopping my bare bum on an oddly shaped piece of plastic which dozens--if not hundreds--of others have done the exact same thing--albeit some louder than others--bothers me not in the least. Neither does drying my hands with the bacteria infested hand dryers: I've used them a thousand thousand times and my heart's still beating happily away in the recesses of my perfectly jovial ribcage.
Nay, my lack of lust for public washrooms comes not from the common cons of relieving oneself in a place shared by many. It comes instead from a recent revelation I had whilst pooping next to a fellow pooper in the poop room. I myself was having a rather noisy time of it, whereas my neighbor seemed to be a tad bit shy or something. As I was belting out a soundtrack for a 600cc four wheeler I happened to glance down at the floor--and I saw his feet.
There it was, plain and simple: evidence of the fact that there was indeed a human being relieving them self a mere four or five feet away from me, and the only thing separating us was a thin, wooden wall. In fact, there was a decent row of us; all pooping within sight of each other save for a few inches of wood and plastic. None of us had pants on either. We were literally pooping side by side.
My use of public washrooms has not lessened in the least, but it is safe to say that my distaste for them has certainly increased.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to urinate or something.
