Signs of the Times

Here’s a smile for us all today, and a little room to rest:

Potty Humor

I remember as a young elementary child in a large Northern Pacific mall, that you needed a dime to unlock the bathroom stall door. I had never in my short life seen such a thing.

In serious physical emergency status with no dime, I was terrified and crying.

Adults also were devoid of dimes. As more people entered the room, some began to crawl on the bathroom floor, underneath the stall walls, in order to gain needed access to the toilet.

That, by the way, is what an actual restroom problem looks like.

Wanna know what happened next? As people left their stalls they held the door open, waiting, vocally inviting and supporting whichever stranger needed it next. As the room was then clearing, the garbage cans were pulled over to prop a couple stall doors open so that the next eventual persons would be taken care of.

Five decades and multiple states later, I can say that I have not ever run into that experience again. Everyone should be able to relieve themselves in an easy, dignified, and safe way. Period.

We’re getting there.