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Funny story… Mr. Knobbs lives in the same newish bird as my grandfather. The whole town is basically upper middle class but really trashy- lots of golf carts end up just being left in the front yards. Well anyway - I am sleeping at a coffee shop and wake up to go drain the lizard. I go into the men’s room and pull out my frank and beans, letting out a pretty solid stream. Few minutes later Brian f-ing KNOBBS walks in the door. Now the issue is, this bathroom has urinal AND a toilet but is clearly only meant for one person at a time (no wall around toilet, lock on main door). Brian clearly misses the social cues (my dad suggested some form of autism, but he’s no doctor) and just comes into the bathroom and begins using the toilet. He’s wearing a Bluetooth earpiece, the old school ones that connect around the neck, and has a loud, racist conversation while I’m still trying to piss and get back to my rest.
