Thursday, January 14, 2010
Public Restrooms + Skittles
I was driving to Fort Worth to visit my mother. I stopped at a random gas station to use the restroom. I walked into the woman’s bathroom where there were two stalls. I don’t know who had been in there prior or what exactly they had done, but they left one of the worst odors I have ever experienced in my life. I held my breath and ran into a stall. Right behind me was a mother and her little girl and they went into the other stall. I hear the little girl say, “Mom it smells like Skittles in here.” The mother started laughing and so did I. I am not sure how the little girl connected the two odors because for me they were worlds apart. I now laugh whenever I hear someone say Skittles and I will never be able to eat them again.