I hate them. I actually hate all bathrooms really.
Here's something I bet you didn't know about me. I'm pee shy. My bladder has it's own personality and apparently it's opposite from my regular personality.
You see I thrive on awkward, quiet moments where I can weasel in and create a scene of amazing-ness. My bladder, not so much. It struggles performing in the silence. If there isn't a fan or some other kind of noise in the bathroom, I have to turn on the tub. My bladder is so needy.
Anyway, back on track. In PB, there isn't a tub to turn on. So naturally, I hate them.
I hate them even more when there are other people in them at the same time I am.
I hate them even more when there aren't any of the paper seat covers.
I hate them even more when they are out of toilet paper in every stall except for the one that some lovely forgot to flush.
I hate them.