I did something the other day that I am not happy to report. Though the likes of B. Spears would think it was fine. Push comes to shove and you have to make a call, a fast call. I really didn't have a choice. So I did it. I used a public bathroom without shoes. I don't feel good about it, but there isn't really anything I can do about it now. I can only hope that Claude, the building maintanence man at my current job, is doing an impeccable job in the ladies room. I have faith in his cleaning skills and have never had an unpleasant experience in the restroom. Fact remains... it happened.