So, while on my way to Dallas the other day I really need to go to the bathroom. So we make a stop at Joe’s Crabshack so I can relieve myself. I ask the nicest hostess if I may use their restroom, and she says yes and tells me where it is and in my mind I’m like, “SCORE BATHROOM!” So then I walk in and I’m staring at this guy. Now the first thing I think is, “Dude it has girl spelled on the bathroom door like a million different ways. It literally says. Girls, Ladies, Women, Jills, Gals.” Then the guys kind of running past me to get out and not looking at my face. Then I get this is already the beginning to a very bad scene in a very scary horror movie. My body goes into super sonic avoid-scary-movie-scene speed, and I go to the bathroom in five seconds. Sing happy birthday 10 times too fast as I wash my hands and I book it out of “Joe’s Crabshack of Creepy Horrors”
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