Seems that on I-81 one of the rest areas has provided some lame entertainment. Pee on the Bee.
Unretouched photo of a Rest Area on I-81 South.
Pure Walt, from Concentrated Thought
Pee on the Bee. Is this a new game for truckers?
Seems that on I-81 one of the rest areas has provided some lame entertainment. Pee on the Bee.
While these are interesting things you have been pointing out about urinals, I am a bit disturbed by the fact that you carry your camera into the bathroom and then tend to use it while there.
I have seen some weird things in my travels, but I don’t snap pix while in areas that are typically not camera friendly. Imagine someone you didn’t know coming into the room while you were snapping away. You might end up being questioned by the management or, in worse case, a cop! How do you explain to your boss that you were arrested while on a photo shoot in the toilet? He might just think you are perverted enough to let go.
I know the camera is on your phone and you are never without your phone, but there are some places that we just don’t need to hear you now, or see you and your surroundings.
Ha ha ha. You can be assured that you’re never going to see a shot of me, or anyone else, using urinals or similar devices. No one is ready for that image.
For the curious, the camera used is the one in the phone, and it never comes out unless the whole restroom is empty. Even then, only for a moment to snag the shot.
Back in college, I dated someone who was curious about men’s rooms; when we men complained about the gender inequities, she thought we were making it up. As such, we escorted her into the men’s room, and upon seeing the urinals on the wall asked in all seriousness, “How do you guys sit on these things?” It was then dawned on me that many women were that clueless.
Much of my image-based complaints are that facilities which are used all the time by multitudes of diverse people are horribly designed. Or, in the case of the bee, too much attention given to things that don’t matter.
Let’s not forget, this blog is about humor and absurdity. But the idea that I’m standing there with a tripod without concern for others is simply ridiculous.