Eat My Words: Getting paid to go to the bathroom
You think I’m joking, but in the March/April issue of ID, my editors actually paid me to go to the restroom at a gas station. As part of their feature “What it feels like…” writers were dispatched to the far corners of design and reported on their experiences. I headed to the restroom at Helios House, the “little better” gas station by BP. I love ID’s toilet humor; right next to me on the page is another bathroom report from Ernest Beck, who perched on NY’s first automatic public commode.