If you’ve ever gone to Straz’s Morsani Hall for a show and had to pee — and you’re a woman — you know Roz. She stands at the entrance and directs traffic for the ladies’ room, directing people in and out with the voice of a pleasant auctioneer and the motions of an airline ground crew. She’s poetry in motion and, honestly, if we work out the whole “cloning people” thing, every venue in America needs one of her. Seriously: When she works the restroom, the men’s has a longer line than the ladies. How often does that happen? —Cathy Salustri
This article appears in Best of The Bay 2016.
