Hey, if it’s that unsanitary then either you need to clean it (if it’s yours), get someone else to clean it, or hassle the janitorial staff as appropriate, and in any case:
I can’t imagine why you’d want to sit on something like that;
It seems a little harsh to expect some man to have to handle the durn thing for you, if you’re too dainty to do it yourself. ('Course, we’re just coarse brutes and we don’t mind that kind of thing :rolleyes: )
The whole point of lifting the thing up in the first place was that it wouldn’t have pee on it. It didn’t ought to have diarrhoea splashes on it either unless someone was grossly taken that way. The technical term for “toilet backsplash” is “water”. Granted, you wouldn’t want to drink the stuff after being where it’s been, but it didn’t ought to be plague-ridden either.
If all else fails, you can almost certainly lay your hands on a piece of nice hygienic paper, to avoid any actual flesh-to-seat contact.
I’m willing to bet you use paper to wipe your genitals with, too.
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IMHO this isn’t a hygiene issue and it isn’t an aesthetics issue either. It’s about control.
guinastasia, I can top that groggy-three-year-old story. My son half-woke enough to climb out of his cabin bed… and pee sleepily all over his bookcase :smack:
Yet another two cents worth of opinion regarding etiquette surrounding use of the whizzatorium: Ahem
The folks I’ve known who complained the loudest about improper seat aspect interfering with safe landing on runway 2 are those who usually equip the upper hatch with a fluffy ruglike ensemble, together with tank lid cozy and oversize baby’s bib rug. The plotting sitters fail to realize that the dyed elasticised sheep hugging the components now interferes with the original spatial engineering of the tank/bowl/seat continuum, and places the standees on the urinary bus in grave danger of the dreaded organ slap when the percariously balanced seat and lid tilt forward several seconds into Mr. Bladder’s delivery at the pool. This lends a new definition to the word pissed.
That said, those who elect to stand in the relief lines do nasty things. I’ve experienced the sinister lurking pube, always manifest in the morning when mental capacity is equivalent to a decomposing fig, when all I want to do is aim and open the valve.
The net effect of said errant hair is that you simultaneously piss on the bathroom vanity and the tissue holder/wall/floor, getting nary a drop in the bowl. Since I live alone, cleaning responsibilities are mine, and I must address such unfriendly fire immediately, lest my bathroom be confused with that of a bus station. Those experiences have taught me to examine the muzzle before firing the weapon, and to check the underside of the flight deck when depth charges are launched, resulting in splashback.
I don’t tend to sit on the underside of the seat or on the bowl’s rim. Maybe you do things differently where you live.
he’s the only one who needs to move the seat, why shouldn’t he be the one to do it?
I don’t want to touch it, plague-ridden or not. Go ahead and frolick in the potty water if that is what turns you on, but I see no need to do so.
again… why should I? I suppose that you think that the person who uses the peanut butter should leave the lid off for the next person as well. :rolleyes: You use it, you put it back. It’s a simple concept that most people learn in kindergarten.
yes I do, but I also tend to put my hands on my legs, scratch my nose, or do whatever else while I’m sitting there doing my business, and I’d rather those hands didn’t have someone else’s urine on them. Go figure.
bullshit. It has nothing at all to do with control. Go ahead and weep for your persecuted self if you need to, but at least for me it has nothing at all to do with control. In fact, you can ask my husband. He is JUST AS INSISTANT that the seat and lid be put down as I am.
I dunno… maybe you like looking at pee drips and stray pubes, and having cats drink toilet water, but that isn’t really what we’re about at my house.
I suppose the best comprimise would be if you have your own toilet, then you can do what you want. I have a friend who has this arrangement with his roomate (a girl). They each have their own bathroom, and in turn don’t need to critize/make demands on each other.
Better yet, why not have a toilet with an automatic seat? That way, nobody has to do any lifting/lowering. You walk away from the toilet, the seat goes down. You walk toward the toilet, the seat goes up.
People seem to have an issue with animals drinking toilet water but personally I find this kind of moot since they spend all day licking their butts I can’t imagine poo water would be any worse than what I see them eating/drinking/licking :eek:
FWIW-Kohler introduced a feature called the Peacekeeper a few years ago, available on some of their fixtures. Seat and lid must be lowered to activate flush mechanism.
My perspective: The equal rights argument isn’t quite mathematically true. Men (and here I am assuming, since I am not one) would probably prefer the toilet seat to be down on approximately every sixth trip to the bathroom. Women would prefer it to be down on every trip, but they would never prefer it up. Therefore, men should put the toilet seat down not only for the benefit of women, but also for the occassional benefit of themselves.
That being said, I really don’t care whether it’s up or down.
There is also an inventiong out there which lowers the lid when the lights go out in the bathroom… I can’t remember what it’s called but I remember seeing it in one of those “Bet you didn’t know it existed” magazines.
I always lowered the seat because my sister and I already had issues sharing a bathroom and for the fact it isn’t really something I think about.
Whether it’s “Right” or “Wrong” who cares? I mean seriously - guys, put it down. Girls, forgive us when we’re not perfect and we forget to put it down.
I agree that the toilet looks better with the seat and cover down. HOWEVER: the male moves the seat up (let us assume that the cover is always up) so as to not pee on the seat. That is courtesy. Yet if we leave it up we are “bad people”. It is IMHO a nice thing for us to do rather than wing it in a smaller hole. Because we extend this courtesy to you, we should not have it reciprocated to us by words filled with anger. Would you rather we left the seat down and took our chances?
Look before you pee. If the seat needs moving by either party then move it. Funny how you’ll put your bare ass on a toilet, but oh my should the tip of your finger touch the seat it is disgusting. Seems silly to me…
Well, samarm, the only reason I fell in was because the crime scene in question was the bathroom at my house, where the toilet seat is always down (my dad is a sitting pee-er) and not at my present apartment. My roommate was then my future roommate. He’s a standing pee-er. He was over one night, and I used the bathroom after he did. I wasn’t in the habit of checking the seat position then, and it didn’t occur to me to look. After all, not once in the previous 24 years had the toilet seat ever been up.
By the time I realized that the seat was up, it was too late. My brain registered that I had been doing the sitting motion for a few miliseconds too long. I thought, “Shouldn’t my butt have hit the seat by now?” Then, suddenly, there was a splash! and a very cold and hard ring at my hips.
I feel your pain, AudreyK, I really do. However, I have to ask why your dad was a sitting-down-pee-er in the first place. I have made my position clear on this subject: men should pee standing up! It’s our way of asserting our masculinity, and it’s the one thing that enables us to pee in so many situations where a girl can’t.
I can honestly say that I have never fell into a toilet (at least not while sober). No matter how many times I go to the toilet, I have a quick look before I sit down. It only takes half a second.
Beats me, samarm; my dad is the third of four brothers, with no sisters. You’d think the standard male way of peeing would be well-established in their household. Heck, for all I know, maybe it was. (I really don’t want to imagine my uncles and late grandfather peeing, thankyouverymuch.) He’s just always peed that way.
However, since he often walks up three flights of stairs with a 300lb roll of carpet on his 50-something year-old back for work and frequently plucks out splinters and cleans his ears with long carpentry nails, I’m not about to question his masculinity.
