Novak Djokovic, often finding himself with downtime between matches, enjoys exploring the unique architecture of the cities he visits. During a recent tournament, he stumbled upon a building that exuded an air of grandeur. Ornate doors, polished marble, and subtle lighting hinted at a place of significant importance and perhaps even historical value. Intrigued, he decided to venture inside and admire the craftsmanship.
He wandered through the impeccably clean and stylish interior, marveling at the elegant fixtures and the high-end materials used throughout. The soft music playing in the background added to the sophisticated ambiance. He spent a considerable amount of time examining the intricate details, convinced he was exploring a hidden gem, perhaps a small, privately owned palace or a meticulously preserved historical building.
After about an hour of leisurely exploration, it dawned on him, quite suddenly, that the only “rooms” he had encountered were individual, private spaces with gleaming porcelain fixtures and fragrant hand soaps. The “palace” he had been so thoroughly admiring was, in fact, an exceptionally luxurious public restroom. The realization struck him as both embarrassing and hilariously absurd. He had spent a considerable amount of time appreciating the opulent design of a place most people try to leave as quickly as possible. Shaking his head with a smile, Novak exited the “palace,” a newfound appreciation for high-end sanitation facilities firmly in mind.
