Sea World

Three years ago I took a trip to San Diego. While there my group went to Sea World. We had been there all day and decided to catch the last Shamu show, which was well after the sun had gone down. For some reason we also thought it would be a good idea to sit right in front of the water. Not surprisingly by the end of the show I looked like I had jumped in the tank and done a few laps with the orca. Luckily I had brought a change of clothes and headed to the nearest bathroom to dry off and change. While changing in a bathroom stall another person came into the restroom. This poor fellow was clearly having some massive stomach problems and I heard it all while I was changing clothes. As I looked around at the urine soaked floors, feces stained toilet, and the toilet paper that was clearly all wet, I couldn't help put think that this restroom was probably the worst place to get sick. It took me about ten minutes to change clothes and that guy's digestive tract was wrecking shop on him the entire time. And that's how sound made me pity a man like I had never done before.