Wait, has drinking toilet water ever been proven to be harmful for pets?? My cat is willing to drink from the toilet, so I make a point of leaving the seat up and bathroom door open for him. It’s more convenient for both of us than keeping a small bowl of drinking water filled at all times.
I’m another person who never buys sugar.
This is getting weird. I also have dental floss everywhere- in every room of the house, in my car, and in my purse. Also on a quest for the perfect dental floss.
It’s fine if there are no disinfectant additives in the water. I keep one of those bleach tabs in the tank.
He could always rent to someone like my mother- who had some kitchen renovations done that included removing the wall oven although she did keep the separate cooktop. She cooks,but “the toaster oven is good enough” .It’s going to have to be re-renovated at some point.
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Trinopus, I’m amazed that your landlord agreed to taking out the oven. Even if you don’t cook (what, literally never? You eat out every single meal?), most folks do, and it’d be almost impossible to rent out that apartment to the next tenant unless he takes out your bookshelves and replaces the oven.
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Pretty trivial, really. Most ranges are entirely freestanding, and even the “slide-in” style is easy enough to pop out. FWIW, we pull our range out once a year or so to clean under and behind it.
If anything, the hard part would be getting the landlord to pull out the range and store it somewhere.
Sugar: I normally eat sugared cereal like Frosted Flakes so no need to put more on, and I don’t use sugar in coffee or bake. I think I may have a bag someplace but who knows.
The Toilet. I’m male and live with my sister. We’ve agreed to put the lid down after every use as to settle the eternal problem of what configuration to leave the seat in, and we used to have a dog that would drink out of it.
Microwave- we’ve had one since the 1980s.
That was my surprise: that the landlord was willing to pull it out and put it somewhere for an extended period of time.
Also, and I just learned this about myself, I have deep reservations about anyone who uses a stove so little they can replace it with bookshelves.
Boxing day.
I had absolutely no idea that boxing day wasn’t part of the US vernacular until I was 30 years old and visiting suppliers in California. I mentioned boxing day and suddenly I could hear pins dropping in the room.
It is on our calendars; I have no idea what it is however…
I had a spongy, stretchy dental floss once - it was most excellent.
Why wouldn’t everyone have dental floss in their car? What do you do when you get something stuck in there and it’s driving you out of your mind?
It’s the day you eat leftover turkey and go shopping. It’s also a statutory holiday (to facilitate the shopping). 
Surely that’s the day after US Thanksgiving, isn’t it? Always a Friday, and the first real day of Christmas shopping.
Boxing Day is 26 December, when the upper class would box their Christmas leftovers and give them as gifts to the hired help. Not celebrated in the US, but in GB (as I understand) you now spend the day at home relaxing, eating leftovers, and watching James Bond on the telly.
If you visit Eastern Europe (and particularly Russia) you’ll find that most public/shared toilets have signs imploring you not to flush your paper down the drain. I think this goes back to the days (not all that long ago) when all they had to wipe with was either newsprint or very rough TP that wouldn’t dissolve.
In supermarkets nowadays, of course, you can find lots of “American-style” toilet paper (mostly imported from Poland or Germany), but the culture here has yet to move on.
Surprisingly, it isn’t; in Alberta, at any rate.
A local friend was asked to work Boxing Day this year, and wanted me to look into whether it was a holiday or not. (She doesn’t work retail or hospitality; hers is an office job.) I checked the legislation, and found that Boxing Day is not a statutory holiday under both federal and provincial legislation. So, my friend has to work in an office on Boxing Day.
Regardless, having grown up in Ontario, where it is a statutory holiday, I feel that robbing employees of Boxing Day is just plain mean. Albertans, we need to lobby our MLAs to make it a statutory holiday. And after that, the August Long Weekend.
Alberta: Where you have fewer holidays than other Canadians. :mad:
Kettles. Scales.
Nearly every kitchen in the UK has a kettle - usually electric - for boiling water for making tea or other hot drinks, etc.
Most Brits who do any home baking have a set of kitchen scales.
I understand these two things, although ubiquitous here, are not universal.
Am I correct in assuming that Boxing Day is celebrated in all Commonwealth countries? I’ve lived in Canada and the UK, but am not familiar with the custom elsewhere.
It isn’t celebrated in the US; in fact, I’ll wager most Americans have never even heard of it.
If you’re visiting someone’s house and you see a rat inside , do you keep quiet about it or do you start saying, “There’s a rat in your house, there’s a rat in your house”?
The disposing of TP in cans/bags and not flush them is also prevalent/necessary in other big countries, such as Brazil. Nearly every public place that I visited had signs that said “Do not flush”, and in a lot of the houses were I stay the people would tell me “do not flush the toilet paper”.
I don’t have a sugar bowl because I use artificial sweeteners straight from the box.
Just to clarify the point from my OP for a number of people, the practice in question is not so much whether people literally have sugar in a bowl, but whether they have any kind of sweetener readily available for use.
I keep these doohickies in my messenger bag, my hospital table drawer and my desk, though there is a dark green waxed minty floss I like also. We used to get it at the Dollar Store, but they seem to have finally run out of it. 
Yo.
Small kitchen, and we both like cooking so the convenience of having a meal ready in four minutes hasn’t been an issue we have to address beyond keeping snacks in the house.
My god Yarster, you had me in tears. 
Similar thing happened to me a couple of weeks ago. I had traveled to New York state for my brother’s wedding, and was staying at the house of his future grandmother-in-law, a very classy 80 year old lady. It was the morning of the wedding, and like you, I made a massive deposit. It wouldn’t go down. No plunger in sight and I was too embarrassed to ask for one. So I spent the next 20 minutes, in two minute intervals, flushing the toilet, seeing a bit of the log crumble off and go down the drain, and watching the bowl refill up to the rim but not quite overflow. After I managed to get about half of the behemoth down the drain, I looked at my watch and saw that the wedding was going to start in about half an hour. It was time for more direct action. I grabbed the white toilet brush that I found in the corner and used it to mash up the fecal sequoia into a lumpy stew. One more flush took care of it and I was relieved, until I noticed that the white toilet brush was now plastered with poo crumbs, like a giant vanilla chocolate chip ice cream cone. I tried to rince the brush off by flushing the toilet a few more times, but the crumbs were really stuck. So I stripped off my shoes, socks, and pants, started up the shower, and proceeded to scrape off the crumbs with my bare foot. Not my greatest moment, but it was effective.
I figure I should become a mafia hitman. Compared to this, disposing of a body would be a piece of cake…
