I was visiting a pottery studio - it was a workspace and a shop, so there were things on display but also it was messy and you could watch the artists work. I needed to use the toilet, so I wandered around looking for a bathroom. All I could find was a room about the size of an office, with one big glass window into the main room and a bunch of toilets positioned in a circle. I wasn't even sure if they were functioning toilets or just pieces on display. But I didn't have time to be picky. Just as I sat down a group of people filed into the room and an artist started giving a lecture. The students were just using the toilets as chairs. No one seemed to notice I was using mine as a toilet. I was deeply uncomfortable.