Sometimes people let us down.

Sometimes people let us down. And that's okay. We learn to keep our heads up. We grow. We mature and develop through hardships and struggles. At least that's what I've been telling myself for the past couple hours. I am aware of the responsibility that I have undertaken by starting TPT, but sometimes it is difficult to carry on and fulfill my doodies as the author of such an important site.

Today was one such example.

I left my house a little after 10 am today to go downtown and test drive a couple public toilets that I haven't yet had the pleasure of using, the first of which being the Public Restroom at Camden Garage and the other being the Public Restroom at Meeting House Garage.

Both were locked.

There was a paper sign taped to the doors of both restrooms that said they were closed. I was gutted. The Charleston Public Restroom system had failed me after all I have done to generate traffic in their bathrooms. I saw a man urinating in a bush just outside of the Meeting Street Garage restroom and I was extremely tempted to join him, but I didn't. I rezipped my fly and began the three mile walk back to my car.

However, defeats like this will not break my stride. TPT is important. TPT is necessary. TPT is my life. And I will not let my readers down. I will be back with a review before you know it.

On a lighter note, I have been thinking about maybe starting a vlog channel so that you guys can get an up close and personal insider's look into exactly what goes on in these public restrooms when I am conducting my research.

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Public Restroom Downtown Summerville

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