Thats just downright disgusting. We have people here on my job that seem to practice this like its some kind of ritual or something. There is nothing in the world more disgusting that to rush to the stall with an uncontrolled urge to release body waste, only to look down in the bowl and see a toilet full of bowel movements and urine from some nasty fuck that was too trifling to flush it and wipe the seat down when finished. Then to make matters worse, there are some others that will sit on the stool and start picking their nose, then will flick bugars all over the stall walls. So those that are unfortunate enough to use this stall after flushing and wiping it down themselves, are forced to sit there staring at dried up bugars stuck to the walls until they are finished
Ya know, I don’t know what type of homes these individuals come from, but I was told that this is one of the best ways on earth to catch germs. That is one of the main reason whyI always keep a big can of lysol spray right in my wall locker. I really don’t know how our janitor deals with cleaning up after these types each day, but as far as I am concerned, they should all be awarded medals for it (after taking all of their vaccine shots first)
There’s someone where I work that uses those paper toilet seat covers and leaves them on the toilet seat instead of flushing them down. It doesn’t bother me to put my bare ass where many other bare asses have been, but it disgusts me to have to touch someone else’s paper seat cover with my hand in order to get it off the seat.
Many of the toilets at work are low-flow. There’s one toilet that has to be flushed up to 8 times to get it to clear completely. That toilet tends to have leftovers in it. I think people don’t expect to have to do multiple flushings, and they don’t check behind them before they leave.
You guys have individual toilet brushes in your restrooms?
Wow.
Believe it or not, college restrooms are the worst. When I was an undergrad, you could walk in the restroom and have to pass up 3 or 4 stalls before finding one that didn’t have someone else’s mountain of crap already sitting pretty in it.
The only thing worse was the 5 girls who would wait in line for 10+ minutes for the one clean stall because they were to icked out to just flush the other 9 that Jane I-was-raised-in-a-fucking-barn Doe left her shit in.
Just flush the damned toilet. Use your foot if you have to.
This thread would seem to be a timely companion to the OP. Too bad Monty isn’t posting anymore. I compiled all the religious tunes into a document I title "The SDMB Hymnal. Even used little clipart initials to give it that authentic look.
Really? I had no idea. I’ll have to check it…
I can’t find the word in my dictionary. I even searched for it in the on-line “Royal Academy” one and it’s no use.
In other words cite?
Seriously, what the fuck is with that? Does anybody have a theory or a guess as to why somebody would just walk away without flushing the crapper? I doubt they do that at home, so what the fuck is going on in their heads? Are they afraid somebody will hear and then know they were taking a shit? What else the fuck would someone be doing in there. Do some people have a mortal fear that others will know they have bowel movements? I’m really serious, here. Why the hell do people do that? I need to know.
In related news, I have to share what is (as far as I know) the worst place on the Planet Earth to defecate. The Chicago Airport. They have these toilets that have these plastic liners that are supposed to automatically change from patron to patron. However, the maintenance staff is very lax about changing them, and in general they are vile. Not only is putting your bare ass on plastic oogy, add sprinkled pee to that and boy are you having fun.
I wonder sometimes if women are worse than men. It appears so at my place of employment. We’ve had the very same discussion at work as the OP and the men in our discussion group were shocked to hear how bad the womens room was. I wonder if its because there are more women than men at my POE?
I personally think its a game that people play to see how often they can get away without flushing. I mean doesnt the restroom get busy enough that at some point a non flusher is going to exit the stall and a person will immediately enter and make a discovery? To which the discoverer will make some loud comment (as they are apt to do) and blow the non flushers cover??
My memory failed me, the word is “debugar”; while the most literal translation is “to pick,” it is used only in reference to mucus and the nose, as in “Fred Phelps debuga la nariz.”
“Bugar” has no simple translation either but means “to fill with mucus” or “to snotify” (to coin a word.) Bugar is almost always reflexive and is understandably rarely seen except in reference to the nose, as in “La nariz de Fred Phelps se buga.”
This post is entirely drawn from a family in-joke stemming from an identical misspelling of “booger” by my sister years ago.
And I work at a high-powered law firm fer Chrissakes.
Some rules for these toads:
If you can’t aim (and you can’t), LIFT THE DAMN SEAT BEFORE WHIZZING ALL OVER THE STALL.
If you spray urine all over the damn place, wipe it up and flush the damn paper.
If you leave feces on the seat, WIPE IT OFF.
Those are industrial-strength, high pressure toilets. They’ll flush fifty yards of hemp rope so regardless of how much poop you evacuated and how much T.P. you used, hit the damn handle. It’s going down. Those potties will suck your wallet out of your pants if you aren’t careful.
If the toilet is clogged, let the building facilities people know. ASAP.
That being said, the nastiest thing I ever encountered was at Six Flags in LA, on a sunny Saturday afternoon. Right as I walked up to a stall a guy came out grinning. He had projectile vomited all over the place. I don’t mean IN the toilet, I mean all over the porcelain, up and down the tiles…he probably got the ceiling as well. No attempt to wipe up or flush or anything. I got out one exasperated “Dude!” (he walked out smiling) and then went to another restroom. The whole place stank.
Not to defend the disgusting practice, but is it possible that the flusher’s broken?
I mean, I don’t think anyone checks if the toilet is working before they sit down and tend to business, and if you see a feces-filled toilet in your stall, I think “running out and finding another potty” takes higher priority than “checking to see if the messy toilet is broken” (at least I don’t).
So maybe it’s less a case of disgusting strangers and more a case of ill-maintained plumbing…
