Time to freshen up in the ladies room

You casually announce in the playful talk of your fellows you have to go make urines. Secretly in your mind you say to yourself you have to go make sweet love to yourself before you do it to her on the nearest table.

You make your way to the washroom behind a shitty sign that says something or other, it doesn't fucking matter. It indicates where you're supposed to go and you can't help but notice it is in comic sans and is printed on a dot matrix printer. How long has that been up?