Showing posts with label toilet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label toilet. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Take proper notes



















It would seem that someone is frustrated with the conditions of our restroom at work.  I can not blame them, as they have a point about overloading the toilet.  It is amazing how much toilet paper ends up in some of these.  A lot of it comes from those that feel the need to place toilet paper around the entire seat, much like Mr. OCD from a few weeks ago.

The very bottom I think is a direct shot at Mr. OCD.  It is not readable here, but basically says that toilet paper will not protect you from germs or other things, and if you have any questions, please consult a chemist or your psychologist.  This was posted in both stalls, so I assume OCD saw this at some point today.

My coworker felt the need to add to it with a Poetry 101 lesson:  If you sprinkle when you tinkle be a sweetie wipe the seatie."  Also classic.  I am now accepting submissions via the comments of other classes we can include on using the toilet.  Perhaps an Ethics class on how to silently have explosive diarrhea, which really should be its own Olympic competition.

I must admit I was hesitant at first when informed of what was in the bathroom, but did go and check it out, quite worth it.

Now I just need to meet the mystery man and shake his hand, after we wash of course.

*Taken with iPhone, 11/17

Friday, November 13, 2009

Conference Call





















Welcome to Merle's Conference Room, fit for a king with throne included.  This is the handicrapper stall in the men's room at the office trailer I was working in all week.  Not terrible, they kept it quite clean, decent TP, and even high grade disinfectant.

Sadly, I never met this Merle person.  I am sure he was there, and I am sure he was wearing plaid, but alas, did not meet him.  I imagine he has a decent sense of humor to leave that up though. 

Who of us hasn't used the bathroom for some sort of conference?  I have taken calls there, sent emails, played solitaire.  The office is really overrated at the end of the day.  I can do more multitasking from the throne room.

Thank you Merle, for allowing the rest of us to use your waste disposal facility.