* Full on Shitting my Pants!!!
On March 1st I gave birth to my beautiful baby girl, which is why it's been so long since I've been out experiencing and reporting back to you on the BSs around Houston!
I did happen to leave the house this weekend and ended up downtown. I was in the middle of a bathroom Crisis Situation so my husband kindly dropped me off at the Fiesta mart on San Jacinto so I could do a little dropping off myself.
Well this is what I have to say about that BS . . .
First you will notice that I do not have any pictures to share of this BS because it was so HORRIFIC that I didn't want to spend one more second in there than ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY!!!
The bathrooms are located to the immediate left as you enter the store, down a small hallway, right past the customer service counter.
Now I'm not sure how many of you have ever been to this particular Fiesta mart but to put it mildly, it's quite colorful. I'm just saying it's a diverse group of individuals that shop at this particular location. Shop, live, loiter, do sex, whatever you wanna call it. Yeah, so as I enter the women's room I'm immediately BITCH SLAPPED by a stench I can only describe as a mixture of sex, drugs, shit, and VAGINA! That's right, SEX, DRUGS, SHIT, AND VAGINA! A whole lot of it!!!
There's two stalls, one handicapped and they are both in bad shape. The doors look like they're falling off the hinges. Once you step into the stall it's even more shocking! FILTHY, a complete disaster zone!!! Toilet paper all over the floor like someone wrapped the women's bathroom. Remember back in junior high when it was cool to wrap the outside of your friends house with TP??? Yeah, well this is what the women's stalls looked like. No toilet paper was actually in the dispenser, and I noticed on the floor next to the toilet a disgusting, freshly used, toilet bowl plunger that someone decided to use the handle stick as the toilet paper holder!!! For reals. DISGUSTING. The toilet was stained of course and on the back of the toilet was a collection of pubes, poo poo splatters, and all sorts of diseases waiting to get picked up! SOOOOO FOW.EL!
But what are you gonna do?! I couldn't hold it in any longer, I had to GO! So I held my breath, tried to squat it, used the TP from around the plunger handle, flushed, scrubbed my hands, and ran the hell out of there! I felt so gross. I think if I had dug a hole in the dirt, done my business, used my own hand to wipe my ass, and then covered my shit up with dirt, that that would have been more sanitary than using this bathroom at Fiesta! I'm serious. I do not recommend this BS to anyone!!!
When I got back in the car I immediately grabbed the hand sanitizer and sanitized my hands and arms and cell phone. But I felt like I needed to rush home and take a hot shower and burn my clothes and shoes, that's how nasty this BS was. I didn't even take note if there was music playing or a loud AC running or purse hooks or a changing table. I was in such a hurry to do what I had to do and get the hell out of there. But with conditions like that who really cares if there's a changing table? I wouldn't put my newborn on it! Anyway, not a good first BS to experience after being out of the game for a couple months. Guuuuuuuurl NO! Don't GO at this Fiesta mart!!!
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Ross
* * * Anxious Anus
I could spend hours shopping at Ross! I always find a million things I don't really NEED but somehow convince myself that I do. I mean who doesn't NEED a new doormat for $5.99 or a new shower curtain liner for $3.99 or one of those ridiculously large dog beds for like $12.99 when at Petsmart the same thing would cost 50 fucking bucks!?!
But when a pregnant woman shops for hours that means that she will probably have to use the bathroom no less than 10 times, for reals! And this is where Ross and I have a problem . . . their BS!
First of all there is no real sign for the Bathrooms that I've ever seen at any Ross, but usually they are found by the dressing rooms. Outside the dressing rooms there is an employee who stands out there and makes sure you only have 6 items in your hand to try on at a time. So this same employee is also the person who LETS YOU INTO THE BATHROOMS! Yeah, that's what I said, she has to LET YOU IN! She goes to this little keypad and pushes a button or puts in a code, IDK, something like that. Now something about asking permission to use the bathroom just feels WRONG to me. First of all I'm not a child, I'm a 30 year old woman, I NEED TO ASK PERMISSION? Second, ain't nobody got time for that!!!
No really, I don't have time for that! Baby pushing on the bladder, poo knocking at the door. . . unlock the god damn bathroom lady! Nevermind if I was just here ten minutes ago emptying my bladder, it's really none of your business! Already not a good start.
After you gain entrance thru the first door you walk down a small hall to the ladies room. Once inside it's not too bad. Most Ross' have two or three stalls with one being handicapped and they usually have a changing table in the handicap stall. The Ross in Atascocita was seemingly clean and everything was stainless steel. There were purse hooks. The tampon bin actually had a lid on it! And there was LOUD music playing over the speakers. ALRIGHT ROSS, tunes to toot to!!! Love it.
The toilets were clean and smelled of toilet bowl cleaner which immediately made me crazy!!! One thing I have craved this pregnancy is TOILET BOWL CLEANER. I'm serious. I always heard stories of pregnant women craving stuff like soap and dirt, my craving . . . toilet bowl cleaner, YUUUUUUUM! I believe these strange cravings are due to iron deficiency. Don't worry, I've never actually tried toilet bowl cleaner, I'm not that crazy.
I could spend hours shopping at Ross! I always find a million things I don't really NEED but somehow convince myself that I do. I mean who doesn't NEED a new doormat for $5.99 or a new shower curtain liner for $3.99 or one of those ridiculously large dog beds for like $12.99 when at Petsmart the same thing would cost 50 fucking bucks!?!
But when a pregnant woman shops for hours that means that she will probably have to use the bathroom no less than 10 times, for reals! And this is where Ross and I have a problem . . . their BS!
First of all there is no real sign for the Bathrooms that I've ever seen at any Ross, but usually they are found by the dressing rooms. Outside the dressing rooms there is an employee who stands out there and makes sure you only have 6 items in your hand to try on at a time. So this same employee is also the person who LETS YOU INTO THE BATHROOMS! Yeah, that's what I said, she has to LET YOU IN! She goes to this little keypad and pushes a button or puts in a code, IDK, something like that. Now something about asking permission to use the bathroom just feels WRONG to me. First of all I'm not a child, I'm a 30 year old woman, I NEED TO ASK PERMISSION? Second, ain't nobody got time for that!!!
No really, I don't have time for that! Baby pushing on the bladder, poo knocking at the door. . . unlock the god damn bathroom lady! Nevermind if I was just here ten minutes ago emptying my bladder, it's really none of your business! Already not a good start.
After you gain entrance thru the first door you walk down a small hall to the ladies room. Once inside it's not too bad. Most Ross' have two or three stalls with one being handicapped and they usually have a changing table in the handicap stall. The Ross in Atascocita was seemingly clean and everything was stainless steel. There were purse hooks. The tampon bin actually had a lid on it! And there was LOUD music playing over the speakers. ALRIGHT ROSS, tunes to toot to!!! Love it.
The toilets were clean and smelled of toilet bowl cleaner which immediately made me crazy!!! One thing I have craved this pregnancy is TOILET BOWL CLEANER. I'm serious. I always heard stories of pregnant women craving stuff like soap and dirt, my craving . . . toilet bowl cleaner, YUUUUUUUM! I believe these strange cravings are due to iron deficiency. Don't worry, I've never actually tried toilet bowl cleaner, I'm not that crazy.
Besides the smell of toilet bowl cleaner, the overall bathroom had a foul smell. Perhaps the trash hadn't been taken out that day, IDK. And the last negative thing I'll say is that my toilet didn't flush. I hate that shit! How can I GO in confidence if there's a possibility I might not be able to fully get rid of my shit?! I despise unpredictable, undependable toilets!!!! Really, what good is a toilet if it doesn't flush? And this goes out to all those folks who have unpredictable, undependable toilets in their homes and then invite people over, please please please get it fixed OR the very least leave a plunger next to the damn toilet!!! No one wants to shit in someone else's toilet, not be able to get the toilet to flush, and worse, have it back up and run onto the floor, then have to go and tell the homeowner! OMG, scenarios like that are what make up my nightmares!
Anyway, I wouldn't have such a problem with Ross' BS if it were more easily accessible to me and I didn't have to ASK PERMISSION to use it. And I'm hoping the toilet that didn't flush that day was fixed. I'd also love to know what cleaner they used. Ha, I'm salivating just thinking about it!
Thursday, January 31, 2013
SHiiiiiiiiiT
Damn Hell Fucking Shit, I forgot to cuss in my last post. This pregnancy is turning me into a softie.
Urban Harvest Farmers Market- Eastside
* * * * Doin' The Potty Dance
What a great Farmers Market! This one is located off of Richmond in Upper Kirby and is open Saturday mornings.
Honestly, I've visited the market only a few times which is a shame because my husband LOVES going to the market, but my bathroom anxiety has really been the reason why we don't go as often.
As some of my readers may know, I'm pregnant and with that comes CONSTIPATION!!! Hallelujah, a dream come true for anyone that suffers from PDA (public defecation anxiety)! So since I've been stuffed up I decided it was safe to visit the market and even eat breakfast there, all the while not knowing the bathroom situation. Of course when we were done shopping and eating I decided I needed to check out the BS. I kinda figured there would be a porta potty which I have no problem with really. I'm always so grateful when a place or event offers porta potties if they don't have a BS that will accommodate the masses of people they are expecting. Good planning I say!
You know I even discovered a portion of the beach in Galveston that offers PPs! We always go back to that spot, A L WA Y S! I can't tell you where it is because then everyone will go and the ratio of people to potties will no longer be in my favor. Sorry, this one is my little secret.
Anyway, back to the market.
So when I checked out the BS I was so thrilled to find not one PP, but TWO!!! Awesome! They were ordinary PPs, nothing special, but the market really went out of their way and set up a huge sink with nice smelling soap and paper towels right outside the potty! 100 points Urban Harvest! Way to think about your customers' needs! I mean you don't always feel the cleanest after leaving a PP. Honestly, my mind always goes to the SICK.EN.ING thought of what would happen if I licked the bottom of my shoes after walking out of one!!! Anyone else think of that? How absolutely FOW.EL! You'd probably die. Yeah, probably. So it was nice to get to clean up and scrub my hands after using the PP.
And now that I know the BS is safe at the Eastside Farmers Market, you'll probably see me and my hubby (and baby) there more often!
What a great Farmers Market! This one is located off of Richmond in Upper Kirby and is open Saturday mornings.
Honestly, I've visited the market only a few times which is a shame because my husband LOVES going to the market, but my bathroom anxiety has really been the reason why we don't go as often.
As some of my readers may know, I'm pregnant and with that comes CONSTIPATION!!! Hallelujah, a dream come true for anyone that suffers from PDA (public defecation anxiety)! So since I've been stuffed up I decided it was safe to visit the market and even eat breakfast there, all the while not knowing the bathroom situation. Of course when we were done shopping and eating I decided I needed to check out the BS. I kinda figured there would be a porta potty which I have no problem with really. I'm always so grateful when a place or event offers porta potties if they don't have a BS that will accommodate the masses of people they are expecting. Good planning I say!
You know I even discovered a portion of the beach in Galveston that offers PPs! We always go back to that spot, A L WA Y S! I can't tell you where it is because then everyone will go and the ratio of people to potties will no longer be in my favor. Sorry, this one is my little secret.
Anyway, back to the market.
So when I checked out the BS I was so thrilled to find not one PP, but TWO!!! Awesome! They were ordinary PPs, nothing special, but the market really went out of their way and set up a huge sink with nice smelling soap and paper towels right outside the potty! 100 points Urban Harvest! Way to think about your customers' needs! I mean you don't always feel the cleanest after leaving a PP. Honestly, my mind always goes to the SICK.EN.ING thought of what would happen if I licked the bottom of my shoes after walking out of one!!! Anyone else think of that? How absolutely FOW.EL! You'd probably die. Yeah, probably. So it was nice to get to clean up and scrub my hands after using the PP.
And now that I know the BS is safe at the Eastside Farmers Market, you'll probably see me and my hubby (and baby) there more often!
I'm silly and didn't get a pic of the sink!!!
Friday, January 4, 2013
Taqueria Arandas in Humble
* * Panic! I'm Prairie Doggin' It.
Taqueria Arandas always sounds like a good idea especially on those Sunday mornings when you and your hubby plan on having a relaxing and lazy day together. But when you AND your husband both find yourselves running to the shitter 5 minutes after you inhale those Migas, you start to rethink your decision! Baaaaad idea, BAD!
Taqueria Arandas' horchata is really to die for and the main reason I go, but everything else on the menu is just so so. The portions are small which I like and the service is usually pretty good. But that's not why you're reading this blog...
Their BS is total BS! It's located in the far back left corner of the restaurant. There's a men's and women's room. When I first visited TA their bathrooms must have been under construction because it was a one stall bathroom and the box the new toilet came in was still in the stall. The next time I visited they had made it into a two stall bathroom! Thank God.
The women's room is fucking disgusting, to put it mildly. Like I said, there's two stalls but the bathroom is dead silent. There's purse hooks and a changing station and even a lock on the main door so if you happen to find yourself in a CRISIS SITUATION with a DIARRHEA EXPLOSION you need to tend to, you can lock that door and take care of it. The toilets and sinks are all new, but the entire bathroom just feels dirty and sticky! I can't explain why, I really can't, but do you know what I'm talking about? A sticky bathroom??? Not stinky, STICKY. And something else totally weird and completely FOU. UL is that there's always random puddles of water on the floor, usually somewhere around the toilet. Or IS it WATER?!? Gross. Who knows, but someone needs to get their ass in here with a mop and take care of this shit because it's NASTY!
I have this weird thing about being on the same level with something filthy or disgusting. Like if I'm walking down a dirty street or standing over a dirty drain at work, I'm ok because the filth is far away from me and I'm standing tall over it, BUT when I bend down to say pick something up off the floor or on the street and I'm level with the filth it becomes too much for me. IT'S TOO MUCH!!! Another example, standing OVER the toilet at home and scrubbing it clean, that I'm fine with, it's when I have to bend down and get level with the bowl and clean around the base is when I totally FREAK out! Taking out the trash, no problem! Cleaning out the trash can... totally nasty! The filth is too close for comfort.
This is what I experience at many bathrooms around the city. I can walk into a stall and at first glance, standing over the toilet, the BS seems fine. It's when I sit down on the toilet I start to realize just how close that waste bin is to my nose, you know, that OPEN bin with all those used tampons in it!!! Yeah, and the trash can on the floor is sometimes ALMOST touching my legs, GROOOOOOSSSSSS! And those strange, unknown puddles of liquid on the floor seem to be right under my nose. OH GOD, I'M OFFICIALLY FREAKIN' OUT!
Does anyone else feel that way?
Anyway, it's important to not judge a bathroom situation unless you fully experience it. And by fully experiencing it I mean sitting down on the toilet and taking a long nice dump! So that's my service to you guys. I'll go into any Bathroom Situation and I'll take that dump for you and I'll let you know where it's safe to GO! And I'm telling you right now, Taqueria Arandas IS NOT A PLACE YOU WANT TO GO!!!! And from what I hear, the women's room sounds better than the men's! I heard they had one toilet and it's a small one, and it rocks or moves around when you're on it! NO GOOD people, no good. So of course I would recommend you get your Migas and Horchata to go and take your dump in the comfort of your own home.
Taqueria Arandas always sounds like a good idea especially on those Sunday mornings when you and your hubby plan on having a relaxing and lazy day together. But when you AND your husband both find yourselves running to the shitter 5 minutes after you inhale those Migas, you start to rethink your decision! Baaaaad idea, BAD!
Taqueria Arandas' horchata is really to die for and the main reason I go, but everything else on the menu is just so so. The portions are small which I like and the service is usually pretty good. But that's not why you're reading this blog...
Their BS is total BS! It's located in the far back left corner of the restaurant. There's a men's and women's room. When I first visited TA their bathrooms must have been under construction because it was a one stall bathroom and the box the new toilet came in was still in the stall. The next time I visited they had made it into a two stall bathroom! Thank God.
The women's room is fucking disgusting, to put it mildly. Like I said, there's two stalls but the bathroom is dead silent. There's purse hooks and a changing station and even a lock on the main door so if you happen to find yourself in a CRISIS SITUATION with a DIARRHEA EXPLOSION you need to tend to, you can lock that door and take care of it. The toilets and sinks are all new, but the entire bathroom just feels dirty and sticky! I can't explain why, I really can't, but do you know what I'm talking about? A sticky bathroom??? Not stinky, STICKY. And something else totally weird and completely FOU. UL is that there's always random puddles of water on the floor, usually somewhere around the toilet. Or IS it WATER?!? Gross. Who knows, but someone needs to get their ass in here with a mop and take care of this shit because it's NASTY!
I have this weird thing about being on the same level with something filthy or disgusting. Like if I'm walking down a dirty street or standing over a dirty drain at work, I'm ok because the filth is far away from me and I'm standing tall over it, BUT when I bend down to say pick something up off the floor or on the street and I'm level with the filth it becomes too much for me. IT'S TOO MUCH!!! Another example, standing OVER the toilet at home and scrubbing it clean, that I'm fine with, it's when I have to bend down and get level with the bowl and clean around the base is when I totally FREAK out! Taking out the trash, no problem! Cleaning out the trash can... totally nasty! The filth is too close for comfort.
This is what I experience at many bathrooms around the city. I can walk into a stall and at first glance, standing over the toilet, the BS seems fine. It's when I sit down on the toilet I start to realize just how close that waste bin is to my nose, you know, that OPEN bin with all those used tampons in it!!! Yeah, and the trash can on the floor is sometimes ALMOST touching my legs, GROOOOOOSSSSSS! And those strange, unknown puddles of liquid on the floor seem to be right under my nose. OH GOD, I'M OFFICIALLY FREAKIN' OUT!
Does anyone else feel that way?
Anyway, it's important to not judge a bathroom situation unless you fully experience it. And by fully experiencing it I mean sitting down on the toilet and taking a long nice dump! So that's my service to you guys. I'll go into any Bathroom Situation and I'll take that dump for you and I'll let you know where it's safe to GO! And I'm telling you right now, Taqueria Arandas IS NOT A PLACE YOU WANT TO GO!!!! And from what I hear, the women's room sounds better than the men's! I heard they had one toilet and it's a small one, and it rocks or moves around when you're on it! NO GOOD people, no good. So of course I would recommend you get your Migas and Horchata to go and take your dump in the comfort of your own home.
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