Honestly, if you'd told me at the moment that an elephant had escaped from the zoo, run into Sun Plaza and crapped in that toilet, I would have believed you. I'm serious.
Note to people: When there is a hole in the floor, you crap into the hole, not all around it. Thank you.
So I was like really grossed out, and yet I had a personal emergency to attend to. I did not feel like running to the loos upstairs because I was convinced they would be just as... hygiene challenged.
And at that moment, I saw something divine that sang out to me. It was this.
I know that able-bodied people are not supposed to use them, so I looked all around for any probable disabled people before I did. By probable, I meant physically as well as mentally disabled, like those weird people you see hanging around leering at young girls.
Having ascertained that even those were not in the vicinity, I proceeded to make use of the best toilet in the shopping centre. Clean, pristine, well furnished with its own personal set of mirrors, basin, a nappy changing area where you can put your bag, and a full roll of toilet paper.
I have to say it again. The toilet bowl was white and unblemished. In a public toilet sense that is like striking 4D.
How much more awesome can a public toilet get. Just using it you feel like a king.