Remember as a kid going to eaton’s downtown with my parents. Had to go to the washroom, dad took me. All the toilet stalls were coin operated. 10 cents to take a crap. I remember asking my dad what if it’s an emergency or you don’t have a dime. Can’t remember his answer. But remember thinking what kind of store would charge you to crap. Jeez. Here I sit broken hearted payed my dime and only farted