Public bathrooms are generally gross, the only redeeming factor being the words scribbled on the wall. I find the jokes, confessions, questions, responses, thoughts etc. written on stall doors and walls to not only be amusing but inspiring.
Do you prefer to stand while everyone is sitting, or sit while everyone is standing?
The responses, and the comments on the responses, leads me to spend more time than I anticipated in a smelly toilet cubicle.
The freedom to be honest without retribution means people can say and confess things they wouldn’t normally. It means they can be candid and even sometimes witty.
You see, everyone sounds wittier when they are writing on a bathroom stall.
This freedom would be much different if we could identify who wrote it, who made such a statement. Maybe the answers wouldn’t be so funny, maybe they wouldn’t be written at all.
So why am I writing about bathroom stalls?
In many ways my blog is my very own bathroom stall wall, on which I can write the silly musings of my mind, questions I ponder, and confess things I wouldn’t tell you in real life. In many ways I sound wittier writing on a blog than in real life.
Like the walls of the stall, the words written here won’t always make sense, the answers not always logical and the whole thing seemingly gross and useless. But there is nothing I would rather waste time on than pondering on the wittiest thing to add to my stall.
