Sign at the Bethel Park Library reads “Family Restroom: Please see Circulation Desk for key”. I go up and ask for said key.
The middle-aged woman behind the desk says, “There’s a restroom outside those double doors that you don’t need a key for.”
I ask if the restroom is out of order.
She replies, “No but that’s like, for kids…and stuff.”
I figured there should be a sign that looked something like this outside the restroom, but I couldn’t find one:
I got two things out of this encounter. One, I didn’t realize there were restrooms specifically geared toward children. After all, the sign does read “Family”. Two, I’m happy to know I was denied access to a restroom that my tax dollars went toward. Don’t worry, I did get to pee.
Considering the occupants, this would be a good look for the Bethel Park Library restroom:
I just want to take a moment to reflect on how grateful I am for everything I have in my life. My new home that I’m loving every second living in, my loving family that goes above and beyond to be extremely supportive, helpful, and generous with everything, my beautiful and amazing girlfriend that I don’t know what I would do without, and my friends, who’ve been there every step of the way with everything I do. I know I’m a bit different and can drive some people nuts at times, but there’s no feeling in the world to know I have people who truly care and stick by me. I wouldn’t trade any single one of you for anything, not even a Blizzard from Dairy Queen. Well, then again…
Just don’t let my debit card get hacked next time, DQ! I don’t know how long I’d live without you.