In the building that I work at, most of the people work at the north end. There is a restroom for the guys and one for the gals at that end which offers privacy because it only accommodates one person at a time and you can lock the door. So as you prepare to unleash hell on Earth, you don’t have to worry about offending anyone.
I don’t work at that end, and there is a closer restroom that I normally use but it’s not wheelchair friendly. I’ve been wheeling myself down to the north end to use this one and all the time I wonder who the hell is getting there before me because this isn’t the first time I’ve seen it:
I mean, I just don’t get it. The urinal is right there. It’s no more scarier than the bowl. Kudos for lifting the seat but was it really all that necessary?