Scott and I took a road trip to Georgia today. While on this road trip, we had occasion to experience one of everyone's least favorite aspects of road trips--using a gas station restroom. I've used enough not-terribly-pristine restrooms that general sketchiness (which this one had in abundance) doesn't usually bother me that much. But his particular restroom had a twist that will forever set it apart in my mind: Its toilet paper dispenser flew open very suddenly and hit me on the side of the head! Needless to say, it was startling, and it actually hurt quite a bit, too.
I'm not up on specific vocabulary to describe toilet paper dispensers, but this one was a large plastic one with room to hold two large rolls of toilet paper. It looked something like this one:
I was convinced that I'd had a truly unique experience, so when we got back in the car, I started doing internet searches on my phone to see if this had happened to anyone else. (Can my phone still be referred to as a "smart phone" when I use it to conduct any type of searches that contain the phrase "toilet paper dispenser"?) I found at least two stories about metal toilet paper dispensers coming apart or coming off the wall and resulting in serious injuries and lawsuits. So, I guess I should feel lucky that the plastic TP dispenser only resulted in a bump on my head.
There is a school of thought that it is good to learn something new every day, but I think I could have done without today's lesson, such as it was.