I was traveling with my wife and 3 young (at the time) kids. After hours of driving we stopped in a rural area and parked at Wendys. We were all VERY hungry. I went into the men's room and visible on the floor in the stall were two legs and a Wendy's worker's apron laid flat on the floor. I immediately did a 180, met my wife and said, "we are NOT eating here". Anyone who knows my wife will tell you she has a mind of her own, but based on my tone of voice, and perhaps the look on my face, she just looked at the kids and said, "get in the car." Gross.