So, I just made a visit to the Little Girls/Guys Room and much to my dismay, there was nary a piece of TP on the roll. Luckily, I had my cell phone in my pocket and I called the office. General Manager Rick Woods answered and became my knight in Charmin armor by delivering some TP to me.
Whoever did that: Shame, shame on you!
This article appears in May 7-13, 2008.

