The Amex is beginning to give me a new phobia but I'm not sure what it is called...Its when you are dying for a piss but the pressure of the queue behind you tells your body that it isn't your turn.
Some fast medium and slow lanes would be handy. Fast for those of us with peanut bladders, medium for people who are desperate, and then slow for people (who i always get stuck behind) who seemingly save a week's worth of urine for one jumbo half time piss.
on a serious note, could the club please please please convert one of the ladies toilets into a gents in West Upper next season, those queues are ridiculous.
