Have you ever held air in your hands? If you’ve wiped in a port-a-potty at Richard Walton Memorial Park you sure have. Do I even need to say more about this one? Probably not, but I will.
“Barely there” doesn’t even begin to describe it. And this was absolutely not the magical toilet paper that is absorbent despite all odds. I might as well have just used my hand. I mean I basically did, despite taking just so much of this toilet paper. I’ve talked about other toilet papers not having texture, but I never knew what textureless toilet paper was until I encountered this stuff. You can’t grip it. It slides right out of your fingers. The tighter you cling, the more it slips away. On the bright side, it can’t hurt you if never actually touches you.
Some might say it’s my own fault for for using a port-a-potty at a public park in Oakdale, but what else am I going to do when I’m at a park, have to pee so badly, and the toilet paper hasn’t been rated yet?
Okay, so this is port-a-potty toilet paper. It’s know it’s going to be bad. On the other hand, why are we as a society so accepting of terrible toilet paper in port-a-potties? Everything else about them is awful—does the toilet paper need to be too? It doesn’t have to be Charmin Ultra Soft, but they could at least give us a second ply.
It’s high time we demand more from the suppliers of temporary toilets.
