We keep a plunger, a toilet brush, and air freshener in our guest bath. Right by the toilet.
Infinitely better than what I’ve seen on numerous job sites, which is for the workers to go in the bathtub, the sink, any empty closet, the attic, or even down in the walls themselves.
Or like a co-worker experienced recently upon touring their new house, open for first inspection, bringing along friends and family - a giant pile sitting right, smack in the middle of the kitchen floor. “Hey, come see your new kitchen and WHAT THE FUCK?!” That cost the contractor more than $3000 so they wouldn’t walk away. Expensive shit.
Thankfully I never run into that at power plants.
I don’t know if it’s common, but it’s the same for me. Barring some gastric problem, I can wait for many hours. I knew, though, that it wasn’t the case for everybody.
I wouldn’t have thought I would ever comment about such a thing here. But in the interest of fighting ignorance…
Okay, I’ll take a dump here, too, and add my own shitty story.
When I worked with a crew of new home painters (the builder only did huge custom homes that took us weeks to finish), we constantly found ourselves without any type of facilities. The reason being that we came in after almost everything but the carpet, tile, and finish plumbing and electrical. (When those finish things were done,we would come back for a day of touch up.) With rough in plumbing and electrical, we would hook from outside through our own breaker box and attatch a hose to the outide spigot.
Since we were a crew of four, the builder never seemed to realise that we would appreciate it if he left the port-o-pottty on the jobsite. Sometimes it was a problem of the scheduling of the designer, realter, buyer, etc… to pick out the colors and patterns of paint, stain, wallpaper, etc… which would mean the john sitting there for a month unused. So, he would just pull it and ‘forget’ to schedule it back.
Anyways…
This all required that we find a place to go. Pee was no problem, obviously. But for shit, we used our shit buckets. A five gallon paint bucket with a lid and some personal identifier. Some guys used closets for their bucket needs, one guy used the attic.
After one job we did in the spring, we were talking to the builder in late August and he happened to mention a very bad smell that he couldn’t find in any of the plumbing at that house. Well, you guessed it, as did we. It was attic guy’s bucket. Goodness, what a smell! Leaving the house open for a couple of days got rid of the lingering odor.
Told ya it was a shitty story.
Another thought. Whenever I find myself doing strenuous labor, it seems more likely that I will need to defecate in an urgent manner. Not squirtz, not me being ill, just a very intense awareness of the need to purge and soon. Does anyone else here ever find that to be the case?
Well this thread has inspired me to once-and-for-all scrub my skid-mark bedevilled toilet. (I don’t entertain often.)
I went to the supermarket and while perusing the Noxious Chemicals Aisle, I discovered the most ingenious cleaning device ever invented: A toilet brush with a can of Lysol foaming stuff built right into the handle! You stick the brush in the bowl, push the safety, pull the trigger, and it squirts a bunch of minty-fresh abrasive right through the head into your toilet bowl.
You must be careful duriing assembly, however, lest this device of porcelain immaculation prematurely ejaculate cleaning fluid all over your living room. I learned this the hard way. (When fully loaded, I should note, it has a firing range totally inappropriate for the close-quarters of toilet cleaning. Still pretty awesome though.)
Sounds like that’s what the OP needs. She can stand clear back in her living room, lift the lid with a ten foot pole, and fire away with this gizmo.
Oh yeah. Experts (doctors and Lieu) will tell you that exercise helps get things moving. I think that’s one of the reasons that you’ll be constipated if you’re incapacitated. I was in the hospital for 5 days in May, and didn’t poop until the 5th day (two teeny tiny turds). I wouldn’t have bothered except they wouldn’t let me leave until I did.
And people need to realise that if you don’t make provisions for the workers to ‘relieve’ themselves they will make their own provisions. Drywallers, for example, will leave ‘time bombs’ in the walls if their isn’t a potty on the site.
Out of curiosity, do you do this if you’re not home? I’ve had a few contractors, but they always come while I’m at work and do stuff on the outside of the house, and it’s never occurred to me to leave the house open for their pooping pleasure.
Daniel
Ths is the bit that made me laugh the most at this feeble and utterly facile and pathetic complaint
Note to all - never be out of SoC’c line of sight for more than 15 minutes because she’ll be beside hersef thinking you’re having a wank. Beside hereself!!!
What an arse.
Erm…
Is anyone else reading these construction stories and wondering just what lurks in their walls? Under their attic insulation? In hidden areas now enclosed by cabinets? :eek:
I’m glad the one construction job that I did had a porta-potty on site. And, to back up NoClueBoy’s observation, I did crap in it quite a bit, something I normally don’t do on the job much less in a porta-potty.
It just seems like common courtesy that if someone is going to be working in your home all day, you’d allow them use of your bathroom and not complain if they take a dump in your toilet.
That’s just… decency.
Just for the record - Mr. Adoptamom, nor his crew, create their own provisions if none are provided. He said no self respecting tradesman who values his reputation would even consider such a thing. I asked him specifically what he does if no restroom is available. He said they will leave the jobsite to find a restroom to relieve themselves while on the clock - so the homeowner pays for it one way or the other. His suggestion? Provide a port-a-potty - it’s cheaper in the long run.
Whaaaaat? We keep the plunger right next to the toilet so when there’s a clog, we can get it right away to prevent an overflow. Keeping it locked up well away from the bathroom seems like asking for disaster.
Wow. If the carpet cleaning crapper only knew what his shit has wrought…172 posts all arguing about his feces.
If I knew that that many people were engaged in a heated discussion of a single bowel movement of mine I’d be severely traumatized. I think I’d have to retreat from society altogether.
I’ll answer , since my lovely husband is currently eating his breakfast. I hope you don’t mind, Daniel.
Stonebow’s office is five minutes from our house, and the cheeky bastard has a job that pretty much allows him to come and go as he pleases. He generally schedules any work that has to be done in (or around) our house on his light office days, so he can be here. Alternatively, large scale planned projects are scheduled during the summer, when I am home on summer break.
Let me also say that this penchant for wanting to be present has nothing to do with distrust, and more to do with convenience. I was here to tell the guttering crew where I wanted the down spouts. I was here to tell the fencing crew where I wanted the gate. Stonebow was here to help the cable guy find all the cable jacks. He was here to tell/show the Sear repairman exactly what was wrong with the dryer and discuss the ordering of parts. I tend to think it makes the job run more smoothly and faster for everyone involved.
As of yet, we’ve not had any large scale construction projects that take more than a day. I suppose we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it, but on average, Stonebow or I are present at the house every four hours. He leaves at 8:00 am and comes home for lunch from 12:00 to 1:00. I am home by 4:30.
That toilet must have really tied the room together.
Decency hell, it seems like plain ol’ common sense. I mean, what the hell else is a bathroom for, if not for shitting? Why even have a toilet in the first place if you’re not going to let it be used?
Thanks for the welcomes, you and PonderStibbons!
I, uh…That’s an interesting thread.
You must then share similar Wilting-flower like traits with the OP (who, by the way, is the focus of this lengthy conversation. You will notice that the main theme here seems to be that the working dude did nothing wrong and that the OP needs to take a deep breath (with any luck, inside the now tainted bathroom) and re assess just what the function of that particular room is).