Buc-ee's

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A friend asked me if I've ever experienced Buc-ee's BS (bathroom situation) before because if I hadn't then I didn't know what living really was!  And boy was he right!!!


I had heard so many great things about Buc-ee's BS so I was glad when we stopped at one on our way out of town.  As soon as I walked in I couldn't believe what I found!


First of all, you walk in down this double wide hallway towards the women's room which then separates into two sides.  Both sides are lined with about 10 to 12 stalls with walls to the floor!  It's soooo spacious!  I'd say the women's room alone was as big or bigger than my 1600 sq foot house.  For reals!  


So each stall tells you if it's VACANT or OCCUPIED, I love that.  The stalls themselves are very spacious and super clean.  There were purse hooks and a hand sanitizer dispenser on the wall in the stall.  Each stall is equipped with 8 rolls of toilet paper, yes 8!  Country music was playing over the speakers and the entire bathroom smelled very clean and fresh.  There were changing tables and almost as many sinks as there were stalls.  Buc-ee's didn't miss a beat!  They sure did raise the bar for gas station bathrooms.


Gas station bathrooms terrify me!  I've been to a few gas stations recently who still have bathrooms on the outside where you need a fucking key to get in.  Those are the most horrific BSs I've ever experienced.  You walk in and immediately feel the filth crawling on your skin.  The floors are sticky with old urine.  You don't even want to turn on the light really because you just DON'T WANT TO TOUCH ANYTHING!

Besides first being aware that you're in a pool of germs, your eye quickly finds the overflowing trash can.  Actually your nose probably finds it first!  They're always overflowing onto the floor where several other piles have started to form.  It would be one thing if it were just used hand towels people decided to throw on the floor, but NO, people have the balls to wipe their ass after they shit and throw THAT onto the pile!  Or worse, their bloody tampon!!!  WHAAAAT?!?  Then your eye catches a glimpse of the toilet bowl and you understand why.  The toilets are usually clogged with paper and filled with PISS and SHIT, tons of SHIT!  DIS. GUST. ING, I just threw up in my mouth a little bit thinking about it.  Then you notice the toilet seat is completely covered with urine, I guess from women having to squat over the toilet.  Let me tell you something boys, as much as women complain about boys not having good aim, when we are forced to pee standing or squatting we don't even come close, NOT EVEN CLOSE.  But our equipment wasn't made for that I guess.

And if you gotta go, you gotta go so you hold your breath, unzip, squat and squirt it out, or squeeze it out.  You don't even look down to see if it goes in, you just pray your shit doesn't cause any backsplash from that diseased water!!!  And hopefully there's some toilet paper left for you to wipe your ass.  If not, you fucking use the empty cardboard roll!  Desperate times call for desperate measures folks.  At this point it doesn't really matter if you wash your hands because most likely there's no soap and no hand towels left and besides you'll have to open the door to get out and god knows that knob is covered in feces and perhaps even some blood, remember that used tampon I mentioned earlier!  So you return the key, don't mention the mess in the bathroom that you just contributed to, buy some hand sanitizer, and decide to burn your shoes or throw them in the trash on your way back to the car.  After the whole thing is over you just feel so FOUL!  Sometimes I think it might have been better if I just shat in my pants, I probably would feel less nasty if I did that because at least it would be MY OWN SHIT I'm covered in and not other people's.

My husband always tells me that when you smell something you are actually tasting a little bit of those particles.  Just think about that the next time you walk into one of those gas station BSs . . . YOU JUST TASTED OTHER PEOPLE'S SHIT!  That just happened.  Guuuuuurl!

Thanks God for Buc-ee's!  I only wish there was one down the street from me.  I think I'd prefer to drive and use their facilities over my own.  And now I wish I could take back all the 5 star ratings I've given because every other BS compared to Buc-ee's is absolutely PIT. I. FUL!