Where is the worst place in the world?
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. . .here are my thoughts.
Where is the worst place in the world?
I’ve made it no secret that I’m not a huge fan of music. Not a fan at all, to be completely honest—it’s podcasts for me! If ever, though, there were a place for music, it’s the public restroom. Even when in the comfort of your own home—with not another sole nearby to endure your offerings—do you not turn on the fan? A fan will dissipate the smell, sure. But it also serves to conceal any inevitable noises. A fan can muffle an otherwise echoing flatus. Music may prevent the sound of a plopping poo from propagating. A public restroom with no background noise is Dante’s 10th circle of Hell. I don’t even require music, per se—musac will suffice. However, it might be best to have something where the explosive release of bowels can be timed precisely during an equally explosive section of whatever musical genre is being pumped into the john. I’ve never checked, but I would not be the least bit surprised if there were Spotify playlists for just such a circumstance. Perhaps they even have clever toilet-based titles:
Diarrhea Cover-Up
Restroom Rescue
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