The Burger King bathroom
By Rob Weychert
Tags: Personal Story
Ever stumbled into a Burger King bathroom and found a small underworld? A late night visit became a micro lesson about suburban fast food, a brazen drug dealer, and the odd economics of hustling. I write a personal essay mixing humor, local nostalgia, freelance writer struggles and small business hustle.
Rolly's Take
For the curious soul who finds poetry in the mundane, this blog speaks to those who see more than just fast food and fluorescent lights. It echoes the unvarnished realities of hustling — both in business and life — revealing the vibrant undercurrents that run through familiar places. Here, nostalgia collides with humor, inviting you to reflect on your own intersections of privilege and hustle, all while savoring the chaotic charm of the unexpected.