He's probably thinking, like, you let the dude in there, you go clean it up.

Several Starbucks in Seattle have, like, locked bathrooms to keep out the homeless and and the ave rat kids.

I was at one on University Ave when a young homeless dude was making a scene about wanting to use the bathroom.

Several people sitting there were, like, saying 'just let him use the bathroom'.

So they let him use the bathroom. He was in there for a while, then left with wet hair.

A little bit later a customer comes to the counter after going into the bathroom and says the bathroom is, like, awful. A mess in the sink, shit in an unflushed toilet.

The manager then has one of the employees go to clean it up, which he obviously isn't looking forward to doing: he's probably thinking, like, you let the dude in there, you go clean it up.

All the people who were saying 'just let him use the bathroom' were keeping their mouth shut. Pussies.

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