People who don't spend a lot of time at conventions probably think I obsess too much over the state of the bathrooms, but they don't understand. They CAN'T understand. Until you've walked into a high-traffic bathroom at midnight on Saturday, when the crowds are at their drunkest and the hotel staff as officially stopped caring, when half the toilets are broken and all the paper towels are spilling out of the trash cans, when somebody's puking next to you and there's a strangely damp towel just sitting in the corner for some reason, until you've lived through THAT you can't understand how nice it is to attend an event where the bathroom is actually clean.
...although I AM sad that I couldn't post an authentic photo of the actual Wake Forest Renaissance Centre bathroom here. 98% of you would never know this was a stock photo if I hadn't told you, but it still annoys me that I couldn't be absolutely authentic. Alas, clean does not mean empty, so there was no way I could snap a quick pic of the room without looking REEEAAALLY creepy.