Bad Bucket

Today I ended up doing what I said I might on yesterday's post. I went jogging and swimming. I also went to my sister's soccer game. Around halftime, I really had to go to the bathroom. It must have been the Gatorade I chugged with dinner.

Both the port-a-potties had red above the handle. I assumed this meant "stop" they are in use, as a green would indicate you can now "go". Both showed they were in use, red, for a long time, and I really had to go.

Finally, I went and knocked on one of the doors. Nobody answered, so I went in. The door lock was broken, so it only showed that someone was in it. This was good and bad news. Good because I could finally go to the bathroom, but bad because I had waited a long time for nobody, and the lock on the door didn't work so somebody could barge in without notice. Thankfully, nobody did and I could finally relax and watch the rest of the game which my sister's team ended up winning.