While I continue my cleaning by mentally organizing my next day to prepare for my future trip, a man enters the toilets by hitting my shoulder. Without seeing me, too tipsy, staring into space, he has already opened his fly and pulled out his machine. I push myself without saying anything, arguing with a dead drunk customer being a waste of time. However, he grabs my arm as he walks closer to talk to me.

" Hey ! Chick how are you? " He lets go of me in a drunken voice.

He has ...