ever notice its always different when its you?

i have recently joined some friends and gotten a job as a valet at some restaraunts. its pretty good. i get to drive some real expensive cars and drive them as fast as i want down one particular stretch of road. the restaraunt owner would not permit a back door to be opened so we could use the bathrooms because they were "storing some coats back there." i find it mildly ironic that i am trusted with their 50,000 dollar lexus but not quite enough to piss in an adjacent room to their 129.99 dollar jacket.