Day Ninety-Two: Rat Creatures

ROUS's, I don't think they exist

May not seem like a big deal to you, but bathroom time is private time. I have carried on conversations with people, yes. At the end of a long work day with the public all I was is five minutes on the pooper.

This leashed hound was in the stall next to me with its mother. And it wanted to explore into my realm. I was thoroughly creeped out at this instrusion and tucked my feet in close so it wouldn’t lick my toes. It went back and forth peaking at me several times.

And yes, I am also that person who is texting in the bathroom stall next to you mid-dump. Just don’t touch my phone.

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