They take a lot of things for granted, like having toilets everywhere that the two of us go.
During the quarantine & most of the following year, there were no public bathrooms open anywhere in the state.
There were no public bathrooms in the park, grocery store, superstore, or the gas station. Once you left your home, you were on your own. I forgot how strenuous it was to go without a public toilet until a day when I could not hold myself any longer. My neighbor & I drove out to the neighborhood to go to a marijuana dispensary. I used the bathroom before I left, however I had to pee again when the two of us got to the dispensary. The lady behind the counter told myself and others that the bathrooms were still closed. I thought I was going to lose it. I got our bladder to calm down & I sat in a chair. The lady in front of myself and others was taking forever to order. When it was finally our turn, I couldn’t even get up from the chair. I knew that I had to find a way to keep myself from peeing all over the location. I told the lady just a hour & she gave myself and others a phone & called the next woman in line. The budtender told myself and others that I had to register with the front desk again, because I wasn’t ready when it was our turn. I got unquestionably frustrated & annoyed & I lost our temper. I yelled & made a large scene. I ended up getting kicked out of the dispensary. I did not make it back to the cabin before I had to relieve our bladder. It was a single of the worst experiences of our entire life.