Yeah, so, before I left for my trip, my office buddy Paul told me about these crazy restrooms in France.
Paul: “There’s no toilet, Sonia. It’s just a hole in the ground, and you have to squat.”
Me: “Shut up, liar.”
I didn’t believe him, because, well, Paul loves to fuck with me. He lies to me all the time.
“Dave is really mad at you, Sonia.”
“Li told me she doesn’t like you. She called you a bitch.”
“That dress makes you look skinny.”
“You didn’t make a fool out of yourself at the office party.”
“There’s no toilet, just a hole in the ground.”
I was completely justified in my not believing him until …
This is the restroom in one of our favorite restaurants in Paris. It’s a hole in the ground, just like Paul said. By the way, this wasn’t a women’s hole in the ground. It’s a unisex hole in the ground.
I know what you are going to ask, and yes, I used it, and no, I didn’t go no. 2. I realize it would funnier if I said I took a huge dump in it, but then I would be a liar … just like Paul.