Not gonna lie, my experience is similar to what those part time jannies at fast foods had experienced. When I visited one of my closest friends back in 2010 (or was it 2009?), I had too fucking pee, when I was in the restroom room I looked around out of curiosity I saw a used feminine hygiene product from one of his elder sisters, so I complained to him about it and he was horrified to know this and told his father about it. The second one was when I used to be a student, there is only one restroom inside the other building of that school and oddly enough it is in our classroom, I wanted to pee badly and finally I was allowed to get in and dispose it all, but my trauma strike again and this time it has a horrifying scent and made me thought "is this the reason why women don't like getting their skirt uplifted or their underwear seen?" the worst part is I had to hold my breath, when I ran out of oxygen I had to breath the awful scent again. I had to pee as fast as I can out of desperation to gtfo. It made me fucking dizzy/nauseous that scent is fucking unbearable, and I think I got a fever out for one week all because how horrendous the scent was. I won't forget how my male classmate went inside that cursed place he commented saying "Look! Someone left a diper in the stall!" For fucks sake women, don't be far gross than men!