Why Me! Spacing Out - Page 5

Once, I was at an art fair and I had to go to the bathroom. So I went into the Porta-Potty and, well, you know. There was a little thing next to a toilet that looked like a sink, with what I thought was a bar of soap in it. I stuck my hands in, and then realized it was a urinal. YUCK. The "bar of soap" was really to cover up the scent. To make matters worse, there were NO sinks or water anywhere. I had to walk around all afternoon with pee on my hands. I was mortified!