Damn you automatic toilet!

I'm not going to lie, my life is SO anti-drama, I just had to blog about this.

Last Saturday I went out to a place called Rush in Culver City. The bathrooms were very nice with a bathroom attendant and all her goodies and of course automatic toilets. Here is the drama that ensued that night.

Me, walking into bathroom stall after someone walked out. What's this I see? Oh, the automatic toilet must not have flushed everything down, no worries, I'll just push the side button and flush my bowl is nice and fresh.

Again, me, walking into the bathroom and after doing my business, I walk out of the stall. A girl walks in right after I walk out. Here is the dramatic re-play. I will call this girl Ashy Face because in the bathroom light, her makeup was way too ashy on her dry and parched skin. Not a good look. Maybe that's why she was in a bad mood?

Ashy Face: "Eww! FLUSH THE TOILET! You don't know how to flush a toilet?"

Me: "It's an AUTOMATIC TOILET, whatever goes down goes down. If everything doesn't flush, PUSH THE BUTTON. You never used an automatic toilet before?"

Ashy Face: "NO! YOU should flush the toilet (closes the stall door) before you come out!"

Me: (Washing hands in the sink) "Push the button! You can't push a button?"

Other patrons looking wide eyed and confused: "Is that your friend?"

Me: "No that's not my friend! She's crazy!"

Ashy Face: "I'll give you a dollar to push the button! This ain't Korea!"

Me: "OK, give me a dollar, I'll push it for you since you obviously never used an automatic toilet!"

Ashy Face: "NO! YOU should push the button!"

Bathroom attendant fully enjoying this shouting match with a smile on her face.

Me: "Push the button you stupid bitch!"

Great story, huh.

Mammoth

Per the request of my one fan who reads my blogs (thanks Grant) - I am updating. Wow, it's been 5 months since my last post.

Last weekend Dan and I drove up to Mammoth Lakes and had a blast. That's me in the picture at 10,000 feet elevation walking past some dirty snow in the hot sun.

While driving there Dan kept saying, "when you drive past these little towns, make sure to go the speed limit, I always get pulled over when I've gone skiing with people." Fast forward to 5 hours later... we are having a deep conversation about the Yeah Yeah Yeahs and how his iPod is filled with "noisy music" and I see him straighten up to view the rear view mirror... he says, "Uh-oh," and then "Oh no!" We were so not paying attention. This cop actually saw us from the opposite side of the highway, made a U, and then caught us going at 86, even though he so forgivingly put 80 on the ticket.

Fast forward to getting to Sherwin Villas, AKA Allis' condo in Mammoth Lakes. We pull up to the parking lot and the leasing office is closed. There are combination lock boxes where the leasing office leaves guests a key after hours. It took us a minute to actually even open the box, and when we did... SURPRISE! No key. Dan says sarcastically, "maybe there's a secret compartment in there somewhere..." After many back and forth phone calls with Allis and Dan cursing under his breath. We decided to stay at EWWWW Motel 6, the most discusting place ever.

That was just our first night. The rest of the time was fun. The weather was sunny and hot and we fully took advantage of it. The remainder of our stay there we went mountain biking, rode the gondola up to the top of the mountain, went running at a nearby trail, and hung out in the jacuzzi. I think this little get away was even better than we had imagined because the town was so empty. No lines, no crowds, nothing was packed. Kind of like going to Disneyland on an off day and being able to ride everything.