“I’ve always thought that the stereotype of the dirty old man is really the creation of a dirty young man who wants the field to himself.” Hugh Downs
When I was a little kid from about the ages of 6-10, my dad used to take me to Tampa Bay Bucs football games.
I loved football and it was great father/son bonding, but this is where my fear of public bathrooms originated.
I will never forget having to pee, I mean I was a little kid and probably pissed quite a bit. My dad would walk with me into the bathroom and as I walked in the door a giant, aluminum trough was staring back at me.
There were no urinals on the wall with nice privacy dividers. There was only the enormous trough up against the wall packed with several men standing shoulder to shoulder in various stages of alcoholic inebriation. Continue reading