To the “lady” that left a poop splatter on the front inner-rim of the toilet. I’m not even mad; I’m impressed.
But seriously, the reverse cowgirl position should be reserved for the bedroom.
Marcela channeling Margeeka
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Aug 27, 2009
Aug 25, 2009
Uhh, I think I can hold it.
As I approached the door to the ladies’ room, I could hear someone inside grabbing way more paper towels than what is needed to dry one’s hands. When I got to the doorway, I looked down to see a spill—coffee, if I’m not mistaken—seeping underneath the door and make it’s way onto the hallway’s carpet, following suit: the aforementioned paper towels.
A friendlier person would’ve opened the door and offered to help. I am not that person; I turned around and quickly made my way back to my desk. Plus, who the fuck takes coffee into the bathroom with them?
Mar 31, 2009
I feel like I’ve given the wrong idea about the ladies’ room in my office building. It’s true, sometimes I feel like I’ve walked into a murder scene, or worse, a hippie commune.
But sometimes, my trip to the bathroom serves as a nice respite from work. Take this morning, for example: after using the facilities, I approached the sink to wash my hands and just sitting there - right next to the drain - was a beautiful, shiny, 2008-minted penny.
Feb 03, 2009
It happened again. This is the third time. I want to set the bathroom on fire.
Nov 25, 2008
It happened once and I basically had to sit on my hands to keep from tumbling it. “That’s too gross. Too far.” I told myself.
Well, it happened again and I am fucking livid and I don’t give a flying fuck how disgusting it is, I’m tumbling it in the hopes that the guilty party eventually stumbles across this and realizes what a disgusting cunt she is.
I just went to the bathroom at work and the toilet in the first stall had a line of blood beginning at the rim of the bowl, continuing down the front of the bowl, and ending in a small dried-up drop on the floor.
What.the.fuck?
Oct 03, 2008
I’m coining a new term: “Drip-dry-no-flush Hippie”
I just went to the bathroom at work and the bowl was full of piss, but no toilet paper. Someone had obviously used the facilities, but - in what I assume was an effort to conserve Earth’s precious resources - decided to forgo wiping with toilet paper and flushing the toilet.
This is a whole new level of “Green” and it’s fucking gross. Wipe your twat and dispose of your waste, you disgusting cunt.
Sep 10, 2008
Straight down to the hot place.
To: Despicable Cunt
Subject: The pube and urine you left on the toilet seat
Because of you, I’m considering becoming a Christian. Not so that I can forgive you, but so that I can believe that there actually is a Hell and that people like you will go there when you die.
May you be struck down by His Holiness.
-m
Jul 18, 2008
We are headed for a future where all common decency will be replaced with bodily fluids
The building provides you with paper toilet seat covers as well as two rolls of toilet paper. Why then, random bathroom user, is there urine on the seat?
