The attack of the Paper Towels

We ate lunch on Saturday at a diner in Branson called The Farmhouse. Down home country cooking. Not too eventful. We waited in line for a few minutes to be seated. Food was great. I had a Pork Tenderloin sandwich, probably the best I had ever had. We had blackberry cobbler with ice cream. Before our food was delivered, as usual, I had to pee. The restroom was a one seater. I waited my turn and then went in. At first glance, just your normal ladies room. Small but normal. Sink with a soap dispenser on the wall. I didn't notice where the paper towel dispenser was. I sat down ... and there they were. The paper towels, tickling the back of my neck. It was an automatic paper towel holder. The one that when you wave your hand in front of it, it shoots out towels. It was hanging directly behind the toilet. So when you stand in front of the toilet preparing to sit, it starts shooting out towels. It is fairly low so after you do sit, the red light flashes and when it stops, it shoots out more towels. So now it isn't tickling the back of my neck but my lower backside. What is a girl to do. If you have to pee too long the paper towels keep coming. You stand up ... there they go again. What do you do now? The towels are hanging so far down that when you stand up the towels hang from the dispenser to inside the toilet bowl. I ripped the towels off to throw them away but didn't move fast enough towards the trash can and the dispenser started all over again. So I am standing as close to the door as I can get to wash my hands and then step quickly over and tear the towels off and jump back to the door to dry. Before I open the door, I look around for the hidden camera .... does this crap happen to everyone, or just me?