unisex restroom, and I walked in and locked the door. I turned around, and the toilet was NASTY-- obviously hadn't been cleaned in months. Trying not to touch anything as I used the facilities, I realized the room was stacked high with porn magazines-- one of those situations where you don't realize what you're seeing until a moment after you've realized you're in shock. So now I was trying to finish as fast as possible while neither touching nor looking at anything. When I came out, the two repair guys gave each other a look. That's when I saw that there was ANOTHER bathroom in the far corner of the waiting area. I'd unwittingly invaded possibly the nastiest eighteen square feet in all of Kansas.