I refuse to bow to the inevitable.
Indeed, I look the inevitable in the eye, grab it by its lapels, slap it a little and say: "Hey, inevitable. How do you like that, then?"
And yet it seems that I may now have to face the inevitable somewhere that I hoped I wouldn't have to.
Yes, the public restroom.
I have become used to ads above the urinal. They remind me to drink beer and work out. However, now, I may have to watch video ads while I wash my hands and stare at my uneven eyebrows.… Read more