I went to this casual restaurant one day with a few acquaintances of mine. We dined out over buffalo wings and beer. Since we haven't seen each other in quite a while, it was good to catch and talk about our lives. I had no idea how hungry I was until I looked at my plate. So I ate everything off of that plate as if it was the last thing I was going to eat before they sent me to the electric chair.
By the end of my meal, I was ready to go. It was in that moment I realized there were more liquid and solids in my stomach. So you know what that meant? It was time to hit the facilities. As I made my way back, I had no idea what I was about to discover.
I went over to the waiter and asked "Excuse me? Do you know where I can find the restroom?"
The waiter immediately responded "I'm sorry Mr. but this restaurant doesn't have the facilities."
GASP! Of all the illogical things to ever enter my ears, this was immediately added to my mental sense of "WHAT THE HELL?!"
How in the world are you a restaurant and yet you don't have any restrooms? That doesn't make any sense. It's a version of the common error of physics. I don't know anyone that would agree to something like this. I'm not someone that owns a restaurant, but I know for sure that if I were to build one right now, I'm sure the #1 thing I would do when I'm reading the blueprints is to tell them where exactly are the restrooms going to be built and placed.
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