artist Posted May 16, 2007 Report Share Posted May 16, 2007 When you have to visit a public loo there is invariably a line of women, you smile politely and take your place, it finally gets to your turn, you check for feet under the cubicle doors. Every one is occupied..... but eventually a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the cubicle.You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter, the wait has been so long you are about to wet your knickers! The dispenser for the modern "seat covers" is handy, but empty. You would hang your handbag on a door hook, if there was one, but there isn't so you carefully, but quickly drape it around your neck, yank down your knickers, and assume "The Position".In this position your ageing, toneless thigh muscles begin to shake. You'd love to sit down, but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold "The Position." To take your mind off your trembling thighs for a moment you reach for - horror of horrors - an empty toilet paper dispenser. Your thighs start to shake more. You remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday - the one that's still in your handbag which is now burning your neck & shoulders with the weight. So you contort your arm into a very unnatural position and start to fumble around in the deep dark depths of your handbag for that small crumpled 'used' tissue no bigger than your thumbnail.Someone pushes your door and because the latch doesn't work it hits your head which is bent over from holding the hanging handbag, and you start to topple backward. "Occupied!" you scream, as you reach for the door and drop the precious, tiny, crumpled tissue you had only just retrieved with your index finger into an unknown puddle on the floor.......if that isn't enough you lose your balance altogether and gravity pulls you down ...... directly onto the TOILET SEAT.It is wet, of course, you bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with every imaginable germ & life form that lives on the uncovered seat. By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, propelling a stream of water like a fire hose into the bowl which sprays a fine mist of water that covers your bum and runs down your legs along with the various life forms and down into your dishevelled knickers which have now dropped down to your ankles. The flush somehow sucks everything down with such force that you grab onto the empty toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged in too.At this point, you give up. You're soaked by the spewing water and the wet toilet seat. You're exhausted. You try to wipe yourself with a piece of gum wrapper you found in your pocket and then slink out conspicuously to the sinks. You can't figure out how to operate the taps, so you run your hands underneath it grateful for the 2 drops there, then around the basin itself.You go to the towel dispenser past the line of women still waiting, where of course there are no paper towels so you move over to the hand blower, which, yes you've guessed it, also doesn't work. You are no longer able to smile politely to the women, but there is an unspoken understanding between you all.A kind soul at the very end of the line points out that you have a piece of toilet paper trailing from your shoe. (Where was that when you NEEDED it??).As you exit, you spot your hubby, who has long since entered, used, and left the Men's. Annoyed, he asks, "What took you so long, and why is your handbag hanging around your neck?".This is dedicated to women everywhere who deal with public loo's. It also finally explains to the men what really does take us so long and also answers their other commonly asked question about why women go to the loo in pairs.It's so the other one can hold the door, hang onto your handbag and hand you Kleenex under the door!A lot of it is so true! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Thos Posted May 16, 2007 Report Share Posted May 16, 2007 Superb. :D :lol: Thos. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
catgate Posted May 16, 2007 Report Share Posted May 16, 2007 :D :D :D Very good. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Irene Posted May 16, 2007 Report Share Posted May 16, 2007 A lot of it is so true! It certainly is! :lol: Men don't know the half of it. Personally, I 'don't do' Public Toilets, unless it is matter of dire emergency. :0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andsome Posted May 16, 2007 Report Share Posted May 16, 2007 I always stand. :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
doug Posted May 16, 2007 Report Share Posted May 16, 2007 That was a profound insite to the seamier side of life! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andsome Posted May 16, 2007 Report Share Posted May 16, 2007 I particularly liked the bit about trembling thighs. :lol: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
doug Posted May 16, 2007 Report Share Posted May 16, 2007 You would - you DIRTY OLD MAN! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andsome Posted May 16, 2007 Report Share Posted May 16, 2007 You would - you DIRTY OLD MAN!I know. :lol: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Irene Posted May 16, 2007 Report Share Posted May 16, 2007 I always stand. :lol: Hmmmmmm, always???? :lol: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andsome Posted May 16, 2007 Report Share Posted May 16, 2007 I always stand. :lol: Hmmmmmm, always???? :lol:Ever since I was a toddler. :D Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
deuces wild Posted May 16, 2007 Report Share Posted May 16, 2007 I always stand. :lol: Hmmmmmm, always???? :lol: Ever since I was a toddler. :D That's a long drop for your turds to fall. It must look like a bombing raid on Germany during WW II. :lol: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Thos Posted May 16, 2007 Report Share Posted May 16, 2007 That's a long drop for your turds to fall. It must look like a bombing raid on Germany during WW II. :lol:Perhaps he's a short-a*se.Thos. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Irene Posted May 16, 2007 Report Share Posted May 16, 2007 That's a long drop for your turds to fall. It must look like a bombing raid on Germany during WW II. :lol: Perhaps he's a short-a*se. :lol: :lol: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
deuces wild Posted May 16, 2007 Report Share Posted May 16, 2007 That's a long drop for your turds to fall. It must look like a bombing raid on Germany during WW II. :lol:Perhaps he's a short-a*se.Thos. B) Only if you combine that with him having a big a*se. My God, I think I am going to upchuck my dinner................................... :0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andsome Posted May 17, 2007 Report Share Posted May 17, 2007 I always stand. :lol: Hmmmmmm, always???? :lol: Ever since I was a toddler. :D That's a long drop for your turds to fall. It must look like a bombing raid on Germany during WW II. :lol:That's a different job altogether and does require a seat. I am definitely not French or a muslim. :D That's a long drop for your turds to fall. It must look like a bombing raid on Germany during WW II. :lol:Perhaps he's a short-a*se.Thos. Five feet nine and a half inches. :D Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tankus Posted May 17, 2007 Report Share Posted May 17, 2007 you should take up skiing as a sport artist ......practice of the downhill postion will turn you into the Franz Klammer of public toilet users Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
artist Posted May 17, 2007 Author Report Share Posted May 17, 2007 you should take up skiing as a sport artist ......You have no idea of how funny that image is............ :lol: :lol: :lol: I've never been a sporty type - although I can be supple when needed. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andsome Posted May 17, 2007 Report Share Posted May 17, 2007 I like supple women. :P Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nellie2 Posted May 17, 2007 Report Share Posted May 17, 2007 artist... that was a fantastic rendition of a very real problem. You just forgot to mention the puddle on the floor! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
artist Posted May 17, 2007 Author Report Share Posted May 17, 2007 artist... that was a fantastic rendition of a very real problem. You just forgot to mention the puddle on the floor! Thankfully, those awful loos are fewer these days............The paper - or lack of - is still an ongoing problem. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andsome Posted May 18, 2007 Report Share Posted May 18, 2007 artist... that was a fantastic rendition of a very real problem. You just forgot to mention the puddle on the floor! You pee on the floor? :lol: :lol: :lol: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nellie2 Posted May 18, 2007 Report Share Posted May 18, 2007 artist... that was a fantastic rendition of a very real problem. You just forgot to mention the puddle on the floor! You pee on the floor? :lol: :lol: :lol:I don't know where the puddle comes from... I dread to think!! But I'm sure all the girls here will know exactly what I mean. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
doug Posted May 18, 2007 Report Share Posted May 18, 2007 Leaky loos. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andsome Posted May 19, 2007 Report Share Posted May 19, 2007 Leaky loos.Or leaky women. :lol: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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