Rest Stop Drop

This morning I had to pull into a rest stop on the turnpike to drop a double. So when I go to restroom, there’s some guy in there mopping. Clearly he was more concerned with the floors than the bowls, since the first stall I tried was already filled with a gargantuan plop in a bowl full of urine.

Well, you’d think that this Mexican would mop the other stalls first, but he starts mopping the stall to my left (I was on the end, there was none on my right). But I notice from under the door that he's mopping right out in front of my stall! Then I see that he's mopping inside the stall next to mine. I was so startled, I didn't notice if he flushed the doo in there first or not.

I'm thinking "can't he just start on the other side and let me drop in peace?"

But like a bad dream, his mop starts moving under the partition, and before I realize what’s going on, he’s mopping my left foot while I’m still pooping!

That was by far my most shocking deuce-dropping moment of all time that did not directly involve the deuce itself. I'm surprised he didn't just walk inside the stall to hang out.