Covent Garden loos
I was with a ladyfriend in Covent Garden and we both decided we needed to use the facilities. She came back talking about how good the toilets were, how they had makeup kit machines. Like condom machines, only with makeup kits instead. I told her about...

The smell. It was atrocious, it smelled like festival toilets (if you've been, you'll know what I mean) Assuming it was an ordinary toilet smell, I carried on...

There was a line of people at the urinal, which was dangerously close to overflowing and emptying verrrrrry slowly. So I went for a cubicle.

Every single cistern was blocked with paper and shite. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE.

Not a problem, by this time the line at the urinal has gone so I can have a piss... only just managing to avoid the whole thing overflowing on me.

As I walk out the cleaner passes me. Stepping over the junkie on the floor, who I'd failed to notice beforehand. And the smell was emanating from him. It was absolutely disgusting, I really wanted to vomit.

The cleaner took one look at the cisterns and left. I don't know if she went for reinforcements, or if she suddenly lost the will to live.

Men really get the short straw when it comes to the facilities, don't they?
( Detrius521, Sat 3 Sep 2005, 17:39, Reply)