A few years ago when I was working retail I worked in a building where the water would occasionally be shut off (with advance warning) for maintenance.
On this particular day I was out or something when the water was turned off so I didn’t realize what had happened until I tried to flush the toilet. I made a sign saying, “DO NOT ENTER. TOILET MALFUNCTIONING. SERIOUSLY, DO NOT ENTER UNTIL SIGN IS TAKEN DOWN,” and told one of my managers with a sense of humor what had happened. She laughed and said she’d try her best to make sure no one entered and as soon as the water got turned back on I could run back and flush it myself.
Well, my co-workers all went in to investigate and one guy took a bucket and emptied the toilet**. Beats me where he disposed of the waste. They then went around talking about the “sicko” who used the bathroom when the water wasn’t running (no one specifically accused me to my face at least although Bucket Boy said he suspected a girl).
I was of the opinion that the individual who took a bucket to empty the toilet was far more of a “sicko” than me. Unfortunately none of my colleagues except for the sympathetic manager agreed.
And no, I did not deposit flaming diarrhea, a tampon, or anything similar in there.
I’m sure most people have similar stories where they committed some sort of faux pas, but the reactions of those around them far outweighed the original offense.
But - given the design of all toilets - how does one actually get in there with a bucket to empty anything out? No bucket that I’m aware of is small enough to dip and remove whatever is left behind in a toilet. So unless he had some other utensil along with the bucket - a soup ladle perhaps - the bucket story makes no sense. Go look at a toilet, then go look at a bucket.
And sincerely, the fact that all your co-workers went to “investigate” your droppings in the toilet…do you live in a place where indoor plumbing is a novelty, perhaps?
A few months ago a friend and I were doing work in an empty house, and I used the loo only to discover after the fact that the water to the house was turned off. I promptly picked up - yes - a bucket, went next door, got water, returned and flushed the toilet with the bucket. Nobody investigated, pointed or laughed. It was pretty much a non-event.
Exactly. Maybe he used the bucket to ferry water from comode A to comode B. Still, trying to paint himself as a hero of the day by saving the office from evil toilet fish? Does the monogram on his plunger match his cape? What’s his hero name going to be? Captain Devlin*?
After thinking about it, maybe my faux pas really was that bad.
As a teenager a bunch of us went on a trip. A couple days in one of the girls announced she’d started her period. I said, “I know. I smelled it.”
:eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek:
I didn’t mean anything wrong. We’d all been bonding and I had recognized the familiar whiff. Being usually alone and a big reader I’d made the erroneous assumption that other people thought like I did, appreciating the “sameness of us all.” A couple days later some of them were speaking to me again.
And I didn’t learn my lesson, tho the second one just made me seem weird (as opposed to perverted, I guess.) A good friend had broken up with her boyfriend and was grieving to the point of losing weight. I told her to hang in there because at some point the synapses (sp) carrying that emotion would eventually fade due to lack of reinforcement.
Salt fish=food item AND slang for vagina(I did not know the last part)
So my at the time not wife brings some breakfast with her which is some kinda fish thing what did you say it is hon? Bull jowl?!? Bujhoul?!? …er well whats the fish called? Salt fish ah ok got it…not bad!
So her brother and his wife and son are in the room when he asks if I am hungry and want breakfast, and I say in total innocence:
“Nah I’m not hungry, I just ate some of Samantha’s saltfish in the bedroom”
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Absolute laughing mayhem including the six year old, they will never ever let me forget it either.