Target in Eagle Rock

I love Target. Seriously, it's my shit. It's a dream for cheap, cute clothes, not to mention house wares, cleaning supplies, and beauty products. I can't go in there that often, because it's hard to leave without spending money... 

However, I hit it up this week to pick up a few things, and got the emergency need to crap at the check-out counter. I guess it turns out that Target does the same thing to me that bookstores do... fascinating... 

What a disaster, folks, this bathroom... ughhh... 

It doesn't look that bad, but it is. It's just like the mall- too many kids, always a line, smells horrible, and even a religious "sitter" like me feels the urge to squat. It's just unfortunate.

Guess what else gave me the urge to squat? This: 

Somebody actually took the time to etch a tag into the toilet seat. Now, that is some dedication. That person got all kinds of down and close to the seat, and etched away... Wow, that's intense. 

Turns out, I did sit, not gonna' lie. Who squats to shit? That's just too awkward for me, and then inevitably a splash will ensue... No dice- I avoid a splash at all costs. It was quite a large and strange poo, too... not to be TMI, but, well, too bad. It was a normal poo, really, with a strange additional poo wrapped around it that made the whole thing look like a corkscrew. I almost snapped a pic of it, but it automatic flushed! Damn! 

I will say, though, I love an automatic flush- because it means that I don't have to use my foot to press down the flusher (yes, I use my foot to flush even though I sit on the seat- I am not above double standards). 

The other crazy thing about this bathroom was the industrial ass hand dryer. I normally hate a hand-dryer, and much prefer a paper towel, but this thing is no joke. My hands were dry in two seconds. Look how it literally blew the skin on my hand around!

The thing even looks hardcore from it's design. 

Oops, I got a lady in the reflection... oh, well. 

By the way, people were looking at my crazy because I was taking pics in there. Good thing my bathroom visit was on my way out of the store, otherwise Security might have started asking questions. 

This place gets a C-. And it only got bumped into the c's because of that amazing hand-dryer. What an invention!