Rest Stop Bathrooms: Don't Take the Fifth

On our way home last night we stopped at one of the many fine rest areas along I-5. I really got a startle in one of the men's rooms, not because I ran into Larry Craig or anything like that but rather because someone had polished off a fifth of Bacardi and left it on top of the urinal. Now I suppose it could have been a passenger or the bottle was almost empty and someone just needed a little nip, but it still gave me chills. For the rest of the night I kept looking for a driver weaving between lanes on the freeway.