So after drinking a large travel cup of coffee, I was thrilled to see restrooms at a lil scenic overlook in the Smoky Mountains. I quickly zipped up to the door, where a woman was scowling intently at her phone, while standing in the doorway. Finally, she moved, heaving a huge sigh. I flew in and realized that it was just a potty, like those in an outhouse or porta~potty. No sink. "That's ok," I thought, as I plunked down on the toilet~lid covered hole. Right before I realized there was no toilet paper. None. There was an empty cardboard roll where toilet paper should be. But no paper. I clawed up in the holder, thinking, hoping, that there was some squirreled away.
So when I went back to the car, I passed a woman getting off a motorcycle and I told her that she might want to take some tissue or a napkin with her as there was no paper there. Then I said that it would have been awesome if the woman before me would have said something to me about it.
Then again, she was scowling at her phone.
Perhaps she was searching for an app for that!