Alas. I got the message too late …
Travel & Lifestyle Freelance Writer | Market Research Consultant
I think that this is a fair new rule:
One must shut the bathroom door when one’s wife is on the phone nearby doing an interview.
A slew of friends and I had a wonderful time this weekend heading deep into the Colorado wilderness to find Carl’s Cabin.
We had more snow than we could have hoped for, delicious food and even warm beds (hard to come by eight miles into the backcountry).
It was awesome.
But I do have to admit now that I’m back home, it is rather nice going to the bathroom without that cold backdraft of stink wafting up from the latrine depths below.
So I just got up from my desk to go to the bathroom about 28 minutes ago (don’t ask questions; just read my blog) and there was a sign on the first stall saying “Broken.” But when I was just in there, the warning was gone. Either someone is trying to play a cruel joke, or the world’s most efficient plumber works for Active Interest Media.