Having worked retail for a fair portion of my life, the restroom could be a disaster area. Sometimes people would miss the toilet and it was the attendants job to clean up whatever was on the floor. Arguably the worst was a young man who seemed to be in there for ages. When he left, he didn't walk out - he opened the door and ran and kept running. Upon entering, I found the place littered with porn magazines. And, his seed, everywhere. The sheer amount of it made me think he'd been backed up for at least a month if not more.