So I’m at work, and walk innocently into the little one-person bathroom we have for our front office. It’s friday, we’ve had a fun barbeque/ice cream social for our staff and our clients. I am totally unsuspecting at the horror which is about to take me.
Now I realize that being a toilet must be horrible. The worst sort of people get reincarnated as toilets, I think, as they exist only to receive bodily waste. Our toilet must be very resentful at being used after 4:00pm, because it rebelled when I was finished with it.
I’m standing there, about to soap up my hands, thinking of the upcoming evening…and a squirt of water hits my face!
Sounds like maybe the person who’d used the toilet before you might have recently used, and enjoyed, a bidet and had taunted the poor little toilet at your office about the superiority of bathrooms that have bidets available. So your little toilet decided to seek retaliation on the next unsuspecting user by becoming the BIDET FROM HELL
She put some chemicals in that are supposed to kill roots growing into the pipes. Then after flushing only once she put bleach in bowl to clean it, shut the lid and left the room. About 4 minutes later we hear a large bang from the bathroom.We rush in to see pieces of toilet all over the bathroom.
I just told you about that so that if your toilets continue to attack, you will know how to defend yourself.
