9:16 a.m. Potty blogger notices that the plunger has been returned. Rejoice!
11:15 a.m. The toilet is clogged. Plunger sits helplessly next to clogged toilet.
Men, the plunger is back...use it! Sheesh.
Seriously, how does one clog a toilet, watch it nearly overflow and then blithely walk out of the stall? Grab the plunger and clear the bowl!
Remember, our fair fifth floor men's room toilet has a finicky digestive system. We need to help it along when needed.
You're need to be like those scientists who feed the birds with the eye-dropper! The plunger is the cotton swab that you may need to gently nudge the seed town the bird's throat.
For those not clear on the rest of the metaphor: The toilet is the bird. Your butt is the eye-dropper.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
This place is a mess
Fifth floor men's room is a mess today.
First of all, the toilet bowl looks like a bad Jackson Pollock painting. I once again found myself surveying the scene and thinking, "How is that even possible?" One of our users is just built different...that's all there is to it.
But the area AROUND the toilet is a mess today. There's crumpled up paper on the floor. Used tissues stuck behind the handicap help-me-up bar. Wadded up paper towels. It's gross.
But in terms of leaving garbage on or near the toilet, I guess it could be worse. (Thanks to a regular reader for sending this link.)
First of all, the toilet bowl looks like a bad Jackson Pollock painting. I once again found myself surveying the scene and thinking, "How is that even possible?" One of our users is just built different...that's all there is to it.
But the area AROUND the toilet is a mess today. There's crumpled up paper on the floor. Used tissues stuck behind the handicap help-me-up bar. Wadded up paper towels. It's gross.
But in terms of leaving garbage on or near the toilet, I guess it could be worse. (Thanks to a regular reader for sending this link.)
Friday, May 9, 2008
Three-dot update
A recap of the last two weeks...
He who shall remain nameless made another appearance last week; still don't understand how he does it...
On Monday, men's room smelled like it had been doused in men's cologne; a strange but not unwelcome development considering the alternatives...
Still no sign of the plunger...
Looks like the "man's toilet paper" is gone for good...
why does fifth floor men's room need TWO pepto bismol pink hand soap despensers? Can we trade one for a plunger?...
A quick calculation shows that there is one toilet stall for every four female residents of the fifth floor but there is just one toilet stall for every 25 men...
Why is the location of the men's and ladies' rooms not consistent from floor to floor? On some floors the men's is on the right and on others it's on the left...
Why is there a lock on the outer door of the fifth floor men's room? Does anybody ever use it?....
Seriously, dude, get yourself checked...
He who shall remain nameless made another appearance last week; still don't understand how he does it...
On Monday, men's room smelled like it had been doused in men's cologne; a strange but not unwelcome development considering the alternatives...
Still no sign of the plunger...
Looks like the "man's toilet paper" is gone for good...
why does fifth floor men's room need TWO pepto bismol pink hand soap despensers? Can we trade one for a plunger?...
A quick calculation shows that there is one toilet stall for every four female residents of the fifth floor but there is just one toilet stall for every 25 men...
Why is the location of the men's and ladies' rooms not consistent from floor to floor? On some floors the men's is on the right and on others it's on the left...
Why is there a lock on the outer door of the fifth floor men's room? Does anybody ever use it?....
Seriously, dude, get yourself checked...
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