Sorry ahead of time for this weird post RE: Tropicana AC

[Norm]

If anyone hasn’t noticed, the level of crudeness in the U.S. has increased of late. The answer to this is to not contribute.

In Manhattan, some of the restaurants have salaried restroom attendants. But, that’s not common. Many attendants pay for the mouthwash, cologne, gum, etc. that they offer. So, basically they are running their own businesses paid for by tips.

There are also some female attendants in men’s rooms in NY, and unisex bathrooms. Not as common as in Europe. One story. There’s a bar just off Grand-Place in Brussels that I loved for the music and atmosphere (and attractive crowd). They had a large bathroom with two doors. One was marked male and the other female. But, they both entered the same room. I always figured it was a joke on tourists. A female friend of mine was there once, walked in the room and was shouted down by a tourist that didn’t realize it was a unisex bathroom. Wonder what he was ashamed about.

And, I don’t care about a bathroom attendants hair or eye color.

[Banker]

When I do not want to tip, I just politely refuse their assistance by saying No, thanks. Problem solved.

[moses]

We don't have attendants squirting cologne or washing our hands. But man, do they hustle their butts to keep the restroom spotless. That may not seem like such a big deal until the urge hits in the worst way and there is one stall open and it's. Well, you know.

There is this one fine gent attendant who always smiles and nods everytime. I'd smile and nod back. maybe say Hello. Damn, I just realized today when picking my LF's daughter up from school that he lives just a few houses down and his daughter is always at our house and LFs Grandaughter is at their house.

Damn. How embarrassing! I bet he thinks Im a cheap bastard. I think a fin would be insulting at this point. But Im going to offer to buy him a beer when he is off.

[Freightman]

We don't have attendants squirting cologne or washing our hands. But man, do they hustle their butts to keep the restroom spotless. That may not seem like such a big deal until the urge hits in the worst way and there is one stall open and it's. Well, you know.

There is this one fine gent attendant who always smiles and nods everytime. I'd smile and nod back. maybe say Hello. Damn, I just realized today when picking my LF's daughter up from school that he lives just a few houses down and his daughter is always at our house and LFs Grandaughter is at their house.

Damn. How embarrassing! I bet he thinks Im a cheap bastard. I think a fin would be insulting at this point. But Im going to offer to buy him a beer when he is off.

Perhaps their is merit to tipping when streaking the porcelain with the mark of Zorro..

[moses]

Perhaps their is merit to tipping when streaking the porcelain with the mark of Zorro..

LMAO. You do have a way with words. How does a mind even come up with this stuff?

[Freightman]

LMAO. You do have a way with words. How does a mind even come up with this stuff?

I had 2 cans of alphabet soup the other day, and had the largest vowel movement ever

[Freightman]

LMAO. You do have a way with words. How does a mind even come up with this stuff?

And I did it - briefly.

[moses]

Hmmm. Is that why they call them "briefs"? Thanks for sharing. Sorry about taking the wrong exit.

[Banker]

. But Im going to offer to buy him a beer when he is off.

Do not do that in the Mens room. He might take it the wrong way

[moses]

Do not do that in the Mens room. He might take it the wrong way

Good advice. I will just say "Hi Neighbor."

[Midwest Player]

Be White, Black, or Chinese I will get my own towel. Why would I ever want a paper towel someone else has been touching. I surely wouldn't tip.

[RCJH]

Many nice restaurants have attendants as well.
I tip them. That's got to be the worst job in the world, manning a restroom at a casino / restaurant you can't afford. I waited tables and bartended through college. One restaurant was fine dining--think maybe two Michelin stars. I couldn't afford an appetizer there, but boy I made sure the rims of the plates were spotless before I served them. And the garnish had to be just so. It was humbling. Our restroom attendants had to provide their own suits, mints, etc. Their job was to make sure our guests left the restroom looking spotless. If someone spilled on their shirt, they would procure another one for them.

Another story. I went traipsing through Europe for half a year in college. I was in Italy, and went into a public restroom in a touristy place. There was a little old lady selling paper napkins on a portable table near the entrance. Passed her right by. Went into a stall and horror of horrors--I was introduced to a "Turkish toilet", a hole in the ground with grab bars on each side. Well, I had to go, so... Fast forward a couple of minutes, and I start looking for some TP. None. Zip. Not even a holder.
I went back out to sheepishly buy some napkins, and the price had doubled.

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Many nice restaurants have attendants as well.
I tip them. That's got to be the worst job in the world, manning a restroom at a casino / restaurant you can't afford. I waited tables and bartended through college. One restaurant was fine dining--think maybe two Michelin stars. I couldn't afford an appetizer there, but boy I made sure the rims of the plates were spotless before I served them. And the garnish had to be just so. It was humbling. Our restroom attendants had to provide their own suits, mints, etc. Their job was to make sure our guests left the restroom looking spotless. If someone spilled on their shirt, they would procure another one for them.

Another story. I went traipsing through Europe for half a year in college. I was in Italy, and went into a public restroom in a touristy place. There was a little old lady selling paper napkins on a portable table near the entrance. Passed her right by. Went into a stall and horror of horrors--I was introduced to a "Turkish toilet", a hole in the ground with grab bars on each side. Well, I had to go, so... Fast forward a couple of minutes, and I start looking for some TP. None. Zip. Not even a holder.
I went back out to sheepishly buy some napkins, and the price had doubled.

She could've said, "just sold out."