I debated on whether or not I even wanted to address this, but I'm afraid that it could happen to someone else.

I went to the beach on Sunday and had to use the bathroom before we left. I should have known it was going to be bad when I went to open one of the porta-potties and a lifeguard had forgotten to lock the one he was in. If you're reading this, I am so sorry for, um, interrupting.

I checked the other facilities and all of them were out of toilet paper. A young woman came out of the last stall and stated that that one was also empty. I thought for sure I'd have to have Greg drive me to the nearest gas station because there was no way I was going to use any of those without some TP. Luckily, this angel of a girl allowed me to use her flushable wipes and told me I could keep the whole package. Bless you, cheetah-print-bikini saint. I'm so glad I found you later on so I could return them to you.

I learned a lesson that day that I will not soon forget. Always bring toilet paper or flushable wipes to the beach. Whether you need them for their intended use, or to clean up messes by your chair, you will not be sorry.

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