Once again, I walked into a public restroom in San Francisco and found myself sitting beside a moaning escapade. Initially, I thought the woman in the stall beside me was simply having a rough time on the crapper. Then the moans turned into screams, and the screams turned into words. And before I could get out, I heard children's voices. OMG! No older than middle school! Nah, they must be playing a prank. So I checked the floor and it was covered in clothes. NASTY!

While washing our hands, me and the other women gave each other the same disgusted, shocked look. That holy-shit-middle-schoolers-are-fucking-here look. My oh my, you never know what kids are up to these days.