I could tell some stories about public restrooms. Hell, I could probably do a nice lengthy picture book, provided I stuck around long enough to hold my camera up in some of the worst bathrooms ever. First things first though, I would need to stomach looking at them, holding my camera over the nastiness and finally "shooting" where someone else has "shot" their rottenness all over the place.
You know how it is...you walk into a public restroom and push open the first stall ( I like the first stall because that's the one you hear has the least amount of wrongness in it...not sure where I've heard that tho) door to check the damage. I use my foot most of the time to push for fear that my hands will touch something unknown and icky. Sometimes the first stall is the cleanest. Sometimes it's super dirty where someone just couldn't get it into the toilet. Ewww. That just sets the tone for the other 3 or 4 that you get to evaluate. When the first one looks bad you know for sure this ain't going to be good and you just have to rate out of the four which one is the best. Oh, the choices we're left with sometimes.
Now, I am the kind of person that will come out of a public bathroom and will describe in length to whomever is with me what the experience is like... if it is extreme "OMG i loved that restroom you gotta go in there" or if it's a "OMG, don't go in there" kind of restroom. If it is ok, well those mediocre types just don't get a review.
The latest and greatest story happened last Friday, 21 August 09 in Marshall's in Merchant's Walk on Broad Street in Richmond, VA. This is one of my places to be. Not the bathroom, but the store. Mid-shop I have the urge to go. I make it back to the bathrooms. I know where these things are in just about every retail location in Central VA. It's amazing right. My bladder is that of a 90 year old or pregnant lady. So I make it back to the layaway place because that is where the bathroom is. For all of you that need to know...hang a left past lingerie. So I go into the women's restroom almost doing the "dance". First thing I notice- the toilet is no longer white. Second thing- the floor was just not right. I fear going into detail here...just picture someone slinging mud all over the place. Was there toilet paper to top it off? No, of course not. What did people use? They used the paper towels that were a plenty. Did it prohibit the toilet from flushing? Yep, the toilet was just a build up of all of the above. I feel ill typing this up. I went home after my Marshall's trip and took a shower.
I'm going to skip forward a bit...i can write more reviews later...
My RVA restroommendations?
Nordstrom at Short Pump- this is my fave with their full length mirrors to top it off.
Texas de Brazil- Oh, I could move into this one.
Target- ooh it smells like fruity pebbles and usually has a well kept log on the door of bathroom maintenance. Thank you Target team members. Now have I ever seen a groos Target bathroom? Yes, but not usual.
Sheetz- The music plays loud so you don't have to hear your neighbor.
Wawa- Some of my friends say "oh hell no" to this one, but I haven't seen a bad one yet.
I can come up with more...however, when it gets late all I can think about is getting to my clean bed.
More to come...
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Target team members in LP City need to get back to thier duties. Ours is getting nasty! We need some fruity pebbles air freshener.
Gina--you MUST check out the following youtube--"Where to Pee in NYC"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aXSWNotl4MM
Amy C.
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