There was a rest stop coming up. Approaching. This particular one wasn't busy, a few cars spaced here and there. No one he could see actually in the rest stop. If he and the others were honest it was just a bathroom. He had never seen people hangin out there. Maybe on occasion some people stopping to eat. The cars open and them eating out the door to not spill crumbs on the seats.
He had to piss. It was a strange building a strange rest area he thought. The urinals were new. With a drawing of a beer in the urinal. All had fresh cakes, and they smelled like lemons.
However the stalls were weird, there were no doors. They were just deep stalls, with a toilet in them. Something drew George too them. He wasn't sure what. They were strange, a sort of way to prevent people using them for unsightly things he thought. Back in the city there wouldn't be anything like this, or there would at least be a door.
He pissed and went out. Then a tiredness hit him and filled him entirely, so he went to his car and reclined the seat. He almost covered the window with a news paper, but he was too fast to fall asleep.
He had to piss. It was a strange building a strange rest area he thought. The urinals were new. With a drawing of a beer in the urinal. All had fresh cakes, and they smelled like lemons.
However the stalls were weird, there were no doors. They were just deep stalls, with a toilet in them. Something drew George too them. He wasn't sure what. They were strange, a sort of way to prevent people using them for unsightly things he thought. Back in the city there wouldn't be anything like this, or there would at least be a door.
He pissed and went out. Then a tiredness hit him and filled him entirely, so he went to his car and reclined the seat. He almost covered the window with a news paper, but he was too fast to fall asleep.
