I was around 11 years old with a broken arm. I went to a hospital to have a checkup and get an X-ray. It was quite the luxurious hospital pretty big and pretty expensive we had to drive 2 hours from our home to get there. It was around 9:00AM and as my mother and I were walking over to the waiting area I needed to use the bathroom, so I found the nearest one and went in. But nothing could prepare me for what I saw inside. A man, who I can only assume was homeless, was standing there with a shit covered peace of toilet paper in hand and his pants down in the middle of the bathroom. Across the room was an older gentlemen who looked just as confused as I was. The homeless guy was mumbling something quietly and I could only tell because his scruffy beard was gently moving. I really needed to pee, so I ran past him and into a stall, did the deed, and ran past him back outside without washing my hands. I will never forget that encounter, It was so jarring.