The toilet seat is cleaner than the doorknob you touch on the way out.
And no one hass yet answered the question of how to read the paper while hovering.
Let’s see, what can you actually catch from sitting on a toilet seat? Assuming no broken skin on your thighs, you might be able to catch a fungal infection or a regular-type skin wart, and either is extremely unlikely. If you actually sat on shit or piss, you might catch - nothing (but do clean it off with soap and water - it’s still shit). We have skin for a reason. It’s a barrier for physical protection against catching things. You hoverers drive me crazy. Most hoverers aren’t as fastidious as you, Taters.
Oh yeah, the OP - well, flush first, silly, when you see a bowl of yellow water.
Plus you’ve got a lot better chance of catching a germ off your hands than off your ass. I work in a hospital too; I just use alcohol hand cleanser afterwards, and I avoid touching my face.
I don’t know a single woman who actually touches the doorknob in a restroom. shudder
You realize, of course, that fire is the only way to make it clean again…
At least that’s what my mom used to tell me.
A line of guys at the sink trying to wash their junk? How full was that toilet?

And no one hass yet answered the question of how to read the paper while hovering.
Tommy Djilas invented the holder for the hovering newspaper reader. The only trouble is, it cuts off the circulation in your arms so you can’t turn the pages. Meanwhile, it’s so close up, you might go blind…
Anyway, apropos to the thread:
Man in Toilet Stall #1: Eww, this water’s warm.
Man in Toilet Stall #2: Deep, too.

Sounds like you’ve had experience with this before. It’s my first time, so, are you telling me that this is not an uncommon event, and that it’s possible it’ll happen to me again? … Hngurgh.
Yeah, it’s happened to me a few times. Never with a “used” bowl, though, thank God. It’s just one of the burdens you have to put up with when you’re extrordinarily well endowed.
It’s a way to cure Athelete’s Dick, I hear.

It’s a way to cure Athelete’s Dick, I hear.
This reminded me of Baseketball, and now I have to scrub my brain with bleach.

You realize, of course, that fire is the only way to make it clean again…
At least that’s what my mom used to tell me.
I’d recommend boiling till red, then swabbing with rubbing alcohol. If nothing else, it’ll teach you to flush before sitting down.
Can we please get a TMI in the thread title?
Can we please get a TMI in the thread title?
You really think we need one?
Yes, the door-knob/door handle thing. I use paper towels to hold the handle and open the door. I also always have a little jar of the hospital supplied hand cleaner on my desk. I use it a lot.
And, yes, I realize the chances of me catching something from a toilet seat are slim. Many years ago I used to type all the infection control standards for our Infection Control Nurse. I also typed many other things having to do with infection control. It was a real education. Did you know those paper gaskets are absolutely useless? We don’t have them in the bathroom I use at the hospital. I can’t speak for the rest of the bathrooms at the hospital. I don’t use them.
I’m just plain oogied out by sitting on someone’s toilet seat, other than my own. That’s why I hover. I can’t help it. Besides, that’s what my mother drilled into my head while growing up. Old habits are hard to break.
However, I’m not nearly as fastidious as a co-worker. She washes her hands for several minutes BEFORE going to the bathroom. She then washes for several minutes after going to the bathroom. She uses paper towels to open ANY door, not just the bathroom door. She goes through the hospital supplied hand cleaner like you wouldn’t believe.
As to reading a paper while hovering. No, I haven’t tried that. I don’t tend to read anything when I’m in a public bathroom, except maybe the grafitti in a stall.
I also can’t believe you waited untilt the next morning to wash your boys.
:eek: :eek:

<snip>However, I’m not nearly as fastidious as a co-worker. She washes her hands for several minutes BEFORE going to the bathroom. She then washes for several minutes after going to the bathroom. She uses paper towels to open ANY door, not just the bathroom door. She goes through the hospital supplied hand cleaner like you wouldn’t believe.
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There are surfaces and parts of your body that you do need to be careful with - frequent hand-washing and keeping your hands away from any mucous membranes are both excellent ideas. There was a study a little while ago that said that the most contaminated surfaces we come in contact with on a daily basis are computer mouses, door handles, escalator rails, and shopping cart handles. I appreciate what your mother tried to teach you, but she had the idea right, just not the execution.

However, I’m not nearly as fastidious as a co-worker. She washes her hands for several minutes BEFORE going to the bathroom. She then washes for several minutes after going to the bathroom. She uses paper towels to open ANY door, not just the bathroom door. She goes through the hospital supplied hand cleaner like you wouldn’t believe.
I bet one day she gets a really nice antibiotic-resistant bug for her troubles.
There are surfaces and parts of your body that you do need to be careful with - frequent hand-washing and keeping your hands away from any mucous membranes are both excellent ideas. There was a study a little while ago that said that the most contaminated surfaces we come in contact with on a daily basis are computer mouses, door handles, escalator rails, and shopping cart handles. I appreciate what your mother tried to teach you, but she had the idea right, just not the execution.
<evil grin>
NOBODY at work touches my mouse … I use a trackball and nobody else there uses one, and after they try it once they refuse to touch it and make me do everything and they just backseat drive [in a manner of speaking] so all I do is a quickswipe with a BD alcohol swab every morning when I wipe down my keyboard and telephone as well
I really should get das Keyboard but they still need to be able to access my computer now and then when I am not there and that would be just cruel
Cervaise, oh, yep, public event, The Line, I see, ya can’t just wash your lovelies in that case…
Except, now, with hindsight, ya could’ve thrown decor to the winds, marched right out and said; “Man, that last film was so harrowing I have to totally cleanse myself!”, washing your bits in the sink and causing a great, perhaps legendary, stir. Yeah, I think of that kind of glory about two days after meownself…
I hope your Film Fest attendance was not as a reviewer: “Unfortunately, with his documentary Submersing The Unsuspected Dylan K. Zimmerman’s fledlging effort was far from a slam-dunk, in fact, it barely dipped into the rich territory of the subject. He basically towed the well-trodden line in his portrayal of a wretched person he cannot truly understand, and gives Yellow Journalism a sadly soggy modern foothold. Basically, after watching the film, all I could do to wish for a shower afterwards.”
Cervaise, seein’ ya here for a good while, you now know you are marked as The Funky Dunker…
Oh, mad props to Sage Rat Lovely.
Hngurgh.
For some reason I’m the title of this thread to the tune of Turkey In The Straw
*Dipping my junk in another man’s pee
Oh, what an indignity!
At the sink the line’s too long
Waited overnight to wash my schlong!
Alamande right…*