WTF Wednesday is a semi-regular feature of this blog. It documents the things that have made me pause, slap my forehead and say, "What the f**k!" Well, that and I just like saying WTF. I'm retired. I don't have to watch what I say anymore. I'm not any one's role model.
Last week the spouse and I took a break from our grueling life of retirement and headed to the coast. It was the maiden voyage for our new trailer, Stanley.
Here's Stanley enjoying the woods...
and watch for whales, (we spotted two rolling in the surf just off shore), and visited breweries.
We had lunch at Rogue Brewery in Newport, Oregon and that's where I found myself slapping my forehead and muttering "What the f#%k?"
I had no trouble finding the restrooms. There was a sign
with doors on either side....
What the f#%k? Which one would you choose? I made a wild guess and bolted into "barley." Whew! There were no urinals and there were little containers bolted inside the cubicles for sanitary disposal. I think I made the right choice. I still have no idea why females are barley and males are hops.