Short Stories with Tragic Endings

A few of my friends and I decide to go to a store. Maybe a Walmart or something but I'm not
certain. We walk in and start to walk around. About 3 of them are girls and there are a couple
guys. We walk around and the girls all decide they have to go to the bathroom, so they go in to
the womens' room and my friend John almost follows them then realizes it and comes out smiling.
We go around the other side and I go into the mens' room. Everything is absolutely filthy and the
single sit down toilet is at the far end of the room with no stall housing it, just sitting in the middle
of the floor. I look at it and the seat is covered in nasty looking slivers of rolled paper towel pieces.
The toilet is filled with it as well. I look for something to wipe it off. I see several paper towel rolls
but they are all torn into pieces and you can't get a piece longer than your finger. I finally manage
to find a piece of sufficient size and wipe off the seat. After I finish I throw the nasty pieces into the
toilet bowl and realize that this thing probably isn't going to flush. I think a little bit about what to do,
then the dream ends.