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So I was at Seattle's Best waiting to use the lavatory (hee, how British :| Pretentiousness PWNS), right, and the guy using it finally goes out, and I enter the bathroom...
and find piss drops on the toilet seat.
"Can you please AIM?" came out of my mouth without my thinking, and because I was listening to the OST of Hedwig and the Angry Inch, and I still heard myself talk, I would imagine my voice was rather loud.
And yep, when I peeked at the slitted bottom part of the door, I saw his feet. He had probably heard me.
I don't know why I felt guilty--that toilet seat should have either been PUT UP or CLEANED.
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In other news, I think I found my purpose tonight. :|
and find piss drops on the toilet seat.
"Can you please AIM?" came out of my mouth without my thinking, and because I was listening to the OST of Hedwig and the Angry Inch, and I still heard myself talk, I would imagine my voice was rather loud.
And yep, when I peeked at the slitted bottom part of the door, I saw his feet. He had probably heard me.
I don't know why I felt guilty--that toilet seat should have either been PUT UP or CLEANED.
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In other news, I think I found my purpose tonight. :|
