Always. Between my two-year old and the dope when do you think I find the time to read?
I don’t read, but I always have an electronic gadget with me. I have my Droid on me all of time, so at work I’ll check the weather forecast or respond to an email or something; at home I keep my old Palm T|X in the downstairs bathroom so that I can play mahjongg, solitaire, and/or Bejweled. It’s the only thing I use that PDA for anymore. In my pre-Droid (and, before that, pre-Blackberry) days, at work I would sometimes take in a small book of word search puzzles (and a pencil).
Nope, never. I go in there, do my business, wash my hands and leave.
That’s where we keep our magazines.
After reading a couple of threads on reading vs. not reading on the can, I’ve come to realize that this is another area of compatibility for couples. Jim and I are both bathroom readers (that’s even our euphemism for it - “I have to go read now”). If I wasn’t a bathroom reader, I can only imagine how frustrated I’d get with him spending an hour in the bathroom all the time.
My wife and I use the same euphemism.
Yes - I do take my iPhone in the bathroom with me. I use it to read, play a quick brain game like scramble, or browse craigslist for bargains. Since I don’t smoke - I find this 3-6 minute sidestep in my day to be the brain break I need.
When I’m at home, I don’t usually read - although I used to read my dad’s Sports Illustrated when I was growing up. My bf keeps a copy of the Reader’s Digest in his bathroom - I’ll usually read a joke or two while waiting for bodily functions to finish . . . functioning.
I do regularly wipe down my phone and wash my hands - and I’m a girl - so we generally have less nasty public washrooms anyway.
Oh, and one other reason why I bring my phone to the toilet with me: I have celiac’s disease and sometimes if I get contaminated - I might be in the facilities for quite a while. This usually allows me to alert someone if I’m sick or unwell and may be a while. (Like when we are out to eat at a restaurant, etc.) It’s come in handy more than once when I’ve had medical issues.
I’ve always heard it said we had MORE nasty public washrooms.
Really? I always hear about how the guys are jealous because a lot of the women’s work bathrooms usually have a couch or bench in them, and usually some flowers and potpourri and stuff. And other than the little feminine product boxes - we tend to make sure our stuff actually makes it to the bowls/trash cans/etc.
But maybe that’s just the ones I’m used to.
Yeah, but then someone goes and pees all over the toilet seat and sticks their maxipad to the wall.
Everybody in my family when I was growing up had shelves/magazine racks designed into their bathrooms. At my grandmother’s house there was a whole stack, right next to the toilet (but in an alcove, so not in the direct line of splashback–not that there would be any splashback, in my grandmother’s house).
So it seemed really natural to me.
My husband thinks it’s disgusting.
This is one of those things that you don’t know or think about, until you have moved in together and it’s too late.
On the other hand, I have always thought of towels, washcloths, and hairbrushes as MY towel, MY washcloth, MY hairbrush. Somebody else could get a new towel I had previously used out of the linen closet and it would then be THEIR towel, until the next time it was washed, but my hairbrush was always MY hairbrush.
My husband didn’t get that at all, and still doesn’t. He would never use my toothbrush, but he doesn’t understand that I feel exactly the same way about MY washcloth and MY hairbrush.
Having worked as a janitor in a couple of public buildings in my young adulthood, I can say unequivocally that women’s restrooms are always far more trashed than men’s rooms. I have heard the same thing from every other pesron I’ve met who’s ever had to clean restrooms.
Men don’t hover as often, don’t make the toilet paper ass gaskets that get left hanging half off the seats, they don’t throw anything near as much paper on the floor, and the less said about feminine prodicts the better.
I think it’s because guys don’t go in there to socialize. They get in and get out. They may or may not wash their hands. They don’t hang out there doing makeup and talking and whatnot. Not as much business has to get done in the stalls either.
And they throw their paper towels away. I don’t know what it is with women’s rooms, but I was always astonished at how littered the floors were with paper towels. You don’t see paper on the floor in men’s rooms. My theory is that it’s because men are biologically impelled to ball up paper and “shoot baskets” with it.
Women’s bathrooms are where women were supposed to go to breastfeed, too, and take care of small children in general, so women have had to spend more time in the bathroom than their own personal needs would account for. A woman with up to half a dozen small children in tow is going to need to spend more time in the women’s room.
My family, or at least my side of the family, calls it the reading room or library.
My husband’s family doesn’t read for pleasure. They can read, (barely, in some cases), but they don’t like to do it, and they don’t have books in their HOUSES, other than the occasional Bible or Reader’s Digest. Oh, and the TV Guide.
I, on the other hand, grew up reading Popular Science and Mechanics Illustrated magazines that my father had left in the bathroom. And yes, I enjoyed them, though I failed to see the attraction of Mimi.
Well, they don’t want their precious tushies touching that nasty toilet seat.
for a few times, but then stopped because I didn’t like advertising that I was going to take a dump while at work.
Good shiterature is essential.
I don’t exactly bring it in…it’s always there at home. At work I take my iPhone, which has all sorts of fun apps and my Kindle library. It only takes a couple of minutes to play a 150-point Scrabble game with the computer, especially if you cheat. 