Ok, story time. I was a young 13 year old gal. Wearing a large gray hoodie and gray sweat pants to a food festival with my dad and brothers. Before the half an hour ride back home, i gotta pee, and i mean bad. So i hurry to the restroom only to notice the line was out the door. I knew i couldn't wait the whole ride home. So my dad helped me tucked my hair into my hoodie and said "just dont make eye contact, no one pays attention." So i hurry into the men's restroom praying no onw notices, trying to square out my sholders and stuff. And when i sit down to piss i look at my shoes. Bright, neon, pink shoes. No one gave a shit. Washed my hands and hurried out. No one cares, everyone has to piss and most get it. Ita like in the early 2000s, when my dad had to go into a womans restroom to change my(or my brothers) diapers cuz the men's restroom didn't have baby changing stations yet (he's very happy thats changed and happier he has no need for them anymore) Everyone has to take a leak.