I've Always Hated Them

I remember once when I was really little, maybe 3, I was on a family vacation and had to go, so my mom took me to some really sketchy bathroom. From what I can remember, it was just a small building on the side of the road. It was a REALLY tall toilet, and had blue water. I had to go, but I would have rather died than use that one. I thought it looked scary, and I thought the only reason the water was that color was because there was a monster living in it. I didn't go. As we were leaving, the toilet started to overflow, and I thought that was because the monster was coming to kill me. I panicked. I mean, to me, it looked like a blue volcano. It wasn't really THAT bad, but again, I was little. I haven't trusted bathrooms since.