No need to compress everything, just push down enough so it all doesn’t pile up on top and spill onto the floor. The idjits I work with don’t seem to be able to comprehend this.
One never knows what might be in the trash, it might be sharp and dirty or diseased or something.
Back in high school I wrote a short report on the subject of the degenerates who leaving floaters in the bowl, It didn’t help but it made me feel better. What we really need is a secret force of bathroom ninjas hiding in the vents to enforce the flushing rules.
Which is why I get extra paper when pushing down and don’t push hard. Besides, the chance of anything sharp and/or diseased in there is negligible where I work. But, no, the morons would rather have everything spill onto the floor instead of taking the time to make sure it doesn’t.
If it’s an open-top trash can (and I’m wearing appropriate shoes), I’ll step in the damned thing.
I haven’t seen one of those in the States in years (outside of stadiums, that is). I still run into them overseas, though. I recall going to the bathroom one day in a McDonalds on a UK motorway and finding a 15 x 15 foot room with a shallow trench at the base of the walls and water trickling down the tile. The idea was to walk into the room, step up to a particularly pleasing section of wall and just start peeing against the tile.
I think that the chance is still significant. There are many legitimate users of needles (diabetics), who should be properly disposing their needles, but could get careless. In addition, I imagine that there are many drug users in any significant population who conceal their addiction, just as there exist secret drinkers.
There are many theories on why I am a lesbian.
One, is that my father’s early rejection of me caused me to expect nothing but rejection from men in general.
Another is that my obsession with Madonna as a youngster blurred my sexual boundaries, and made me more adventurous, leading me to discover the joys of sapphic love.
Yet another is that sexual orientation is determined by genetics, and I was simply born gay.
But now that I work at [A coffee shop named after a hockey player] and have to clean the washrooms very hour, on the hour, I have discovered the ultimate truth. Day in, day out, I walk into the men’s room with my bucket and my spray bottles, and I see urinals left unflushed, t.p. strewn on the floor, coarse threads of pubes clinging to the fixtures, pools of urine on the toilet seat. And then I know, I truly know, why it is that lesbianism is the way for me to go: Men are disgusting pigs.
You think men are bad, you should see the women’s restroom where I work. ACK! Way worse than the men’s.
I work on a college campus where, as others have said, you’d think there would be a little higher standard of bathroom behavior…nope. I’ve seen shit in urinals (yes that’s plural), piss on TOP of the urinals, both types of waste on the floor, trash and used toilet paper on the floor, I’ve even seen shit smeared on the handle of the urinal…people are disgusting.
Oh yeah, what’s the deal with guys flushing the urinal as they start to pee and then leave without flushing again? I see this all the time. Maybe shy bladder and the flow and noise helps get em started?
I’d say about 80% of the people that I see use the restrooms at work don’t was their hands either. ick.
Where’s lieu? I’m sure he’d have some choice words for these people.
Preach it, sister. I work at [A coffee shop named after a yacht named after a character from an interminably long book] and we have one restroom, with one toilet in it, for both genders. People act as if they’ve never seen a flush toilet before. As far as I can deduce from the evidence they leave, they enter the restroom and immediately commence Spastic Monkey Mode.
Oh, and apparently it’s a scientific law that the last person in the bathroom must pee on the seat. Must. It doesn’t matter who it is, male, female, both, neither, all of the above … if the Pope himself used our restroom right before we closed we’d still be sending someone in there with the hazmat suit.
Every urinal I have ever seen empties through some holes in the bottom. If a urinal looks like this after use flushing it would only result that it will flood and spread its contents all over the floor. Is what what you want?
You don’t understand, let me see if I can clarify this. The restroom trashbins where I work are recessed into the wall. Each bin has an opening of about 6"×3" and the bins are about 2’ deep. Every time I go in the men’s room on this floor there is a pile of paper towels on top of the bin and about 2" deep inside. Would you just throw more paper on top and hope for the best?
These urinals are not of the “several holes in the bottom” variety. Think like a mini-toilet. So there is just a pool of stale urine in there. When clean and flushed, there is a pool of clean water. That is what I want. [John Cage]I like a fresh bowl[/John Cage]
Re:Flooding:
Of course I don’t want urine spreading all over the floor. :rolleyes:
Oh, and Lizard: Puny human though I be, you and I shall be avatars in this mortal realm, and shall smash (in the fashion of Og) those that would choose not to heed the teachings of Ann Landers. Yea, even now as I sit in the comfort of my abode, where all bowls are fresh and clean, my hired party of trained toilet ninjas make haste in their work to remove the magenta worms from all offenders . Be ever joyful, my brother, and do not despair. Your words have been heard.
Aw, c’mon lola, don’t judge us by a few bad pubes! 
I was staying at a friend’s place this weekend, and encountered another deeply disturbing phenomenon : no soap at the sink.
I try not to think about it.
I flush urinals with my elbow, and (public)toilets with my foot. It’s not exactly rocket science. People who don’t flush are just plain stupid, simply.
I still wash my hands afterwards because I believe in a little something called hygene. I don’t suppose the dolts who can’t figure out how to flush would have heard of that, though.
One more thing:
What the fuck is wrong with those people who put paper or gum in the urinals? Where the hell is your brain? Assholes.
Do not meddle in the affairs of wizards. It makes them soggy and hard to light.
Damn right, thats the reason they flood.
Thanks for explaining. That is disgusting.
But, ih, why don’t urinals have holes in the bottom? Ours do, and it seems to make sense. Some flush as well.
Two comments: Every public woman’s bathroom I have ever been in has had a sign saying something to the effect of ‘Please don’t flush sanitary napkins down the toilet.’ This is shocking because it implies that there still ARE people who do such a thing! Why? WHY? disgusting.
I also used to work at a coffee shop [whose name does not lend itself to euphamism, i’m afraid] with a ‘mens’ and ‘ladies’ room. Our clientele were such that the mens room got pretty nasty, pretty regularly (people doing daily ablutions, drug deals, etc). So we often had to close it (until the plumber arrived) and the men used the ladies’ room. (It was the type of bathroom that only one person used at a time.) And I tell you, although the men made their own can into a fetid, disgusting nightmare, they were meticuluous when they used the ladies’. Spotless. I don’t know if they were more careful, or if they stopped to clean up after themselves, but I think they really know exactly what they are doing, and don’t care. They can be clean if they need to! But I guess that makes it even more gross - that they are choosing to be disgusting.
There is a place (the fairgrounds?) in Phoenix that has these. It’s pretty weird.
[sub]do not ask why I know this[/sub]
As for the rest… I’d probably make a big-ass sign and tape it to the wall over the urinals. And then install spy cameras.
I hate automatic flushers. The ones in the building from which I send this little missive make a little noise and cause a disturbance in the fetid urine flow, but flush nothing at all. You don’t want to square off with one of those suckers, because when you get that inevitable backsplash that happens in poorly designed urinals, you’ve now got droplets of someone else’s piss all over your shoes.
Speaking of inappropriate dumping, once, in elementary school, I walked into the boys’ bathroom only to see a very young kid (too young for elementary school: 4 maybe?) sitting in the urinal and merrily depositing a lil’ sumpin’ sumpin’ for the next guy who comes along. Think he joined the Navy?