On Christmas Eve I decided to go ahead and do a little shoping for a couple of small gifts for the wife. In fact she went along and wanted to grab some things too. She left me to myself and soon I knew that a visit to the mens room would be required. Even though I would have liked to have waited I went into the mens room and slowly walked through some "water" that was on the floor to the back stall. No big deal my shoes had waterproof bottoms. Well next I noticed the tolet looked sorta clean except for a few droplets Im sure where just condensation on the seat which I wiped off. Afterall my being there was for business that couldnt wait. After sitting down I did notice the seat had a bolt out and could move side to side . Now comes the real horor. When it came time for tissue from the big roll despenser I suddenly noticed was mounted very low to the floor and to get tissue out you had to reach down to the bottom of the canister and then reach UP about 2 inches to reach the roll. It was on the right in such a place I had to use my left arm to reach across my lower right leg to the wall and then go up 2 friggin inches. To do this I had to bend over where my chin was touching my knees.I did it and suddenly slipped to one side in a motion like you would see on a corn trasher and for a second It seemed like it was going to perform the work of a garden shear..( I dont need to draw a picture do I?) Oh yea the roll was tight and only about 3 inches of paper would come off at a time........Gez Im lucky it didnt kill me. And the wife wonders why I dont like Christmas shopping...

 

Thanks, Ship Boy....Now I feel like I have to take a shower after just READING the story!

 

I know what you're talking about, man. It's been a while since I've had the ahem, pleasure, of patronizing such a restroom, but I've done so in third-world countries. Just adds another layer of mental "EWWWW!"

Jason

 

Great! A Post-Christmas Poo Thread... Where's "Mr Hanky" when you need him?

I know that the urge to go will subside after about 10 minutes if you can hold off. It comes back after another 30 minutes or so. While I know that I can shower when I get home, I don't worry too much about the 'drops' of condensation, but I never, ever sit on a public toilet without first checking the availability of TP.... an absolute must, even if I have to grab a handful of towels from the dispenser by the sink (I know it's bad for the system, but my dignity is more important).

 

Boy, I thought for sure this story was going to have some foot tapping from the next stall...........and perhaps some undercover police officers.

 

And you had to share this story why?

 

Maybe a "wide stance"?

 

Oh, boy...Christmas toilet stories! Many years ago I went to the restroom in an upscale restaurant somewhere in Japan. While sitting on the toilet, I wondered at the absence of any kind of enclosure, rendering virtually no privacy whatsoever. While pondering this seemingly odd situation, in walks a well dressed woman who calmly pauses right in front of me, smiles, bows (as is the custom), hikes up her dress, and then proceeds to squat over the hole in the floor to do her business. I sat, frozen, until she finished, turned to smile and bow on her way out.

 

Ida raised Hell with the management.

 

As far as going to the management....I WAS AT WALMART.OK.....and I dont speak spanish....lol..Im sure the accepted standards were more than met for the place I was at.......It was better than ones found inTURKEY where the public bathrooms are often just a tin shead, a hole in the ground and a bowl of water for washing and wiping...........LORDY

 

You Men kill me, I know you all have wore the white sox that have the three colored rings at the top, well some of mine do not have the colored rings any more.

 

HUH? What did you do,Rip off the tops of your socks and use them when you had no tolet tissue? lol If not I would lay off the weed.

 

Ive noticed that Pilot FLying "J" travel stops have the worst bathrooms in the country as far as cleanliness, but the grafitti scribbled on the walls is always amusing! I recently stopped at a bp somewhere in georgia and the bathroom walls looked as if a bull was let loose in there: holes in the wall, one of the toilets looked liked it was hit with a sledgehammer. along the way i spotted a room filled with video poker machines that didn't seem legal!

 

Ship Boy; "THEY" knew that you were going to be there using that toilet. So everything was arranged to "get you". And as for the needing to speak Spanish in order to complain about the condition of the facilities that's a bunch of hooey.

 

To complain would have served ME in no way and just made me the SCROOGE on Christmas Eve. Next time I will just go to the mens changing room and take with me about 3 pair of new white cotton socks from the mens rack and small flower pot.......and leave quickly wearing sunglasses and one of those cowboy hats that some of the other customers often wear...lol I bet they get the clean up patrol out then........