'Cause everyone's your friend in San Francisco

I went down to San Francisco yesterday after work. I'd had a smoothie on my break, and by the time I got off at the Civic Center, I really, really had to pee. Unfortunately, the Civic Center doesn't have a whole lot in the way of restrooms, so I ended up waiting outside one in the rain. A homeless guy hanging around told me that whoever was inside had been in there for a while, but I still waited ten minutes before the door opened, crossing my legs and half-listening to him ramble on about some Grateful Dead concert. Eventually, two guys emerged amid a waft of pot smoke. Seeing me and the homeless guy standing there, one of them offered me a condom.

There are no words.