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No one wants to talk to you in the bathroom, weirdo!
Ettiquett: Rules for Bathroom Behavior
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image from the 90s Candie’s Jenny McCarthy ad campaign
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What about saying a simple, “Hi!” Or is that illegal?
I like saying hi when I’m on my way in and she’s on her way out. But if there’s a chance for me to avoid interaction in there, I’m taking it. Meaning that I will stand in the stall and fiddle with my belt for as long as I need to if I can tell she’s going to leave soon. It’s not that I even dislike anyone! It’s just . . .
it’s the bathroom.
AGREED! My new work bathroom is much nicer than my old work bathroom in every way EXCEPT that it has two stalls and one sink. Luckily, it’s rare to encounter someone else in there, but when I do, I’m either rushing at the sink so I can get out before the other person leaves her stall, or I’m waiting in the stall until the first person leaves.
At least I’m back to having cleanliness, paper towels, warm water, and a working flush mechanism.
Word. Thankfully my current work place has single bathrooms. My last one had a woman with a bad habit of not shutting her stall door. Now THAT’S awkward.
Could not agree more. I dislike social interaction when I know the other person just took a poo.
Relatedly, is it weird that The Guy and I have a code phrase for taking a poo? We say we’re “finding something good on TV.” E.g., “Don’t go in there! I just found something good on TV, and we’re out of air freshener.”
That makes me happy! My best friend and I had a code for masturbation – it was “watching Manor House.” We were on the phone once, and I was in the middle of an episode of Manor House that I’d gotten from Netflix, so I got off the phone. But then I decided I’d rather masturbate. He called back while I was doing so, so I didn’t answer the phone. Then he demanded to know why I hadn’t answered, if I was just watching Manor House, and then I spilled the beans.
I was in one of the stalls today, and a student ran into another stall and started throwing up. Although I was done, I waited in the stall until she had finished, composed herself and left so we wouldn’t have to make awkward (not to mention the always present awkwardness of second-language conversation) conversation at the wash basins.
Hi Katie, I am an avid reader of yours from Britain!
Your blog always makes me chuckle- I am very jealous that you live in NYC as I love the place!
I have tagged you in some questions on my blog- I hope you don’t mind. If you don’t go in for that sort of thing, no worries, I just wanted to show my appreciation of your blog.
Much love from GB-
Mel xxxx
I’m sorry… but if I Jenny McCarthy is the hand-washer I’m going to have to say something.
Or no, no I probably wouldn’t. It’s more likely I’d turn all shades of red and run away as quickly as possible (while desperately hoping it wasn’t me who picked the wrong door…)
:)