I’d rather give booze money to a bum than tip someone for handing me a paper towel, and this sentiment increases with alcohol.
But sentiment aside, I have a way to give bar restroom attendants a real job and solve a problem that plagues women worldwide.
First, the problem.
As you know, chivalry meets a quick death when bladders need emptying. Men will open doors. They’ll pay for dinner. But when it’s time to pee, this is our area and that is your line.
And so, women protect their bladders by crossing their legs and shifting their weight. They make promises to be “real quick” and then re-do their mascara and make plans for next weekend.
But it doesn’t have to be this way.
Now, the solution: Bathroom Express Lane
We filter the needs from the wants on highways, so why not do this in bathroom lines?
Need to put on a new face and talk about which guy has a cuter outfit? Stay where you’re at.
Seriously contemplating squatting in the alley? Give me $2 and come right this way. Paper towels included.