So this morning I’m sitting in the bathroom at work, playing Solitaire on my PDA and waiting for things to happen. I should mention that the bathrooms here are fantastic! The stalls are well appointed, the toilets are at a nice height, the doors go all the way to the top and bottom of the doorjamb, the paper is soft and two-ply, in short all the comforts of home. So anyway, I was sitting there when someone came in the bathroom and proceeded to the next stall. I could tell by the noises that we would both be conducting the same sort of business.
By this time my own business transaction is starting to, well, transact, with all the accompanying noises, the farting, the grunting, the splashing. My Solitaire game was also going well, so it looked like my stay in the stall was about to end. Well, Mr. Next Stall Neighbor lets out a strained little fart, and exclaims, far too loudly for bathroom talking: "Oops! Excuse me!”
It’s a good thing I was nearly finished anyway, because my sphincter closed up solid. What was I supposed to do now? Apologize for my own previous bodily noises? In the bathroom? I mean, if there is one place where one would expect to fart without feeling the need to apologize is while sitting at the toilet! At any rate, the golden moment had passed and I could not finish my transaction, so I finished the game of Solitaire, got all the cards out by the way, at least I finished something this morning, and got out of there.
Do you apologize when you fart in a public bathroom? I would’ve understood, maybe even expected it, if he had farted while standing next to me at the sink. Possibly even at the urinal, although I would’ve been at a loss as to what to reply then. But come on! Farting at the toilet is not an apology appropriate event!
Well, I guess its all relative. The front bathroom here at work is shared with probably 20 or so people. Of those twenty at least one person has a smell so nasty it makes the inside of my mouth feel gritty if I inhale in there. From that person I might not be surprised at an apology if only to acknowledge the unbelievably foul odor that eminates from his anus. Everyone else seems ok.
Please tell me you don’t hand that to your secretary or colleagues with your notes or anything. Besides, don’t you know that’s dangerous? One spark at the wrong time and you’ll be parking Bubba One on orbit…
I got that beat…I was at a restaurant last Saturday night and went to the restroom there and the car/house keys fell out of my sweater pocket and into the urinal as I was zipping up (alas, before I flushed :smack: )…complete submersion. :eek:
Flush keys and repeat 10x…
Pull keys out…
Wash keys and repeat 10x…
Wash hands and repeat 10x…
I’m reminded of an apocryphal conversation by two people in bathroom stalls:
Hi.
Uhh… hi.
Is everything ok?
Uhh… yeah.
Hold on, I’ll call you back. The guy in the next stall seems keeps answering me.
In answer to the OP, no I have no idea what to do in that situation. I’d rather everyone just pretended the walls were soundproof, but I can’t rely on the neighbours doing that…
For which reason my employer keeps an economy-sized can of Lysol Fresh Linen Scent in each bathroom. I can’t say I’m a huge fan of Lysol Fresh Linen Scent, but considering the alternative. . .
Silence is golden, especially in restrooms. It is my preference that while in there no noise come out of either end of any of the people in there.
Most men are good about not talking in there, I can’t even begin to imagine one of my coworkers talking while in a stall. It is bad enough when they do it at the sinks.
I play games on my cell phone. If you’re going to be in there a while, why not? If I could afford a PDA, I damn straight* would be in there playing all sorts of games.
Your hands aren’t any dirtier when you sit down then they are when you walk into the bathroom.
this in no way is to be seen as an anti-gay remark.
I was in the bathroom at work once when somebody else farted. A few seconds later, I let out a rather ripe one of my own. Suddenly, from the next stall over came a voice saying, “It’s not a competition, you know.”
