Men, Public toilets & loosing all control
Discussion
anonymous said:
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Lucky you, the place I'm at is a power station and these guys doing it are all contractors who weld and clean up coal all day so I doubt they are the sharpest tools but you would think if they have to use it they would leave it clean even for when they next use it.I've worked on some horrific building sites too, luckly I was always commissioning so coming in where the mouth breathers had gone so never really came across too bad a bog, apart from when they where all blocked and started flooding out of the pans. That was grim.
Even Glastonbury was better than this. FML
I was talking to a toilet cleaner once, along the lines of 'I bet you've seen some sights...'. One story she recalled has always stuck with me for its audacity and 'skill'.
She was cleaning a men's loo at another office and was in one of the traps when she heard the door to the main room open. She called out to let the person know she was there but when she got no response she guessed it was a bloke intent on using the urinals and he wasn't bothered about her being there.
Once she heard the door go again she emerged from the heads to discover that the person who came in had taken a s
t in her mop bucket.
She was cleaning a men's loo at another office and was in one of the traps when she heard the door to the main room open. She called out to let the person know she was there but when she got no response she guessed it was a bloke intent on using the urinals and he wasn't bothered about her being there.
Once she heard the door go again she emerged from the heads to discover that the person who came in had taken a s
t in her mop bucket.You know all those people who think it's fun to damage hire cars? I suspect it's the same people blowing-ass on the floor of public toilets.
I distinctly remember going to watch the MotoGP at Donington in 2007. On the last day of camping, I went to one of the portaloos, closed the door behind me and then noticed that someone had drawn a sad face on the wall in their own (or possibly somebody else's) sh*t. I mean, clearly using a turd like a chunky marker pen. What the hell are you supposed to think about a statement like that?
I distinctly remember going to watch the MotoGP at Donington in 2007. On the last day of camping, I went to one of the portaloos, closed the door behind me and then noticed that someone had drawn a sad face on the wall in their own (or possibly somebody else's) sh*t. I mean, clearly using a turd like a chunky marker pen. What the hell are you supposed to think about a statement like that?
Johnnytheboy said:
Mildly off-topic, but I recall a portaloo at a festival ~25 years ago, when portaloos just had a toilet seat and an open tank underneath, where having queued for some time I was confronted by a cone of poo and loo roll protruding out of the hole.
That used to be normal in those circumstances. I shudder at the memory.You should see the state of some of the petrol station toilets around America.
Really, the average diameter of a toilet bowl must be at least 50 times greater than the average ringpiece (unless you are Goatse) so how do people manage to get st on the ceilings?
I've even seen where somebody has wiped their arse on the roller towel which is pretty impressive given it's height from the ground.
Strange people about.
Really, the average diameter of a toilet bowl must be at least 50 times greater than the average ringpiece (unless you are Goatse) so how do people manage to get s
t on the ceilings?I've even seen where somebody has wiped their arse on the roller towel which is pretty impressive given it's height from the ground.
Strange people about.
Delivery drivers are the worst, they have nowhere to go so take note if one ever asks that favour.
We had a period of about a year at work where once or twice a month someone would discover the mother of all turds left in the gents. I would say it was floating, but that would be a lie, it was too big to float. Instead it was partly submerged (as far into the pan as it could go) with the rest beached on the bowl.
One afternoon we nailed it down to being the TNT driver after he "borrowed" the toilet and one of the lads went in immediately after. He must have baked the motherf***er all morning, you could have pulled it out and had a game of rounders with it.
Weirdly he never asked to borrow the lav again after that. We reckon they must do it until they get caught, then move on to the next unsuspecting victim.
We had a period of about a year at work where once or twice a month someone would discover the mother of all turds left in the gents. I would say it was floating, but that would be a lie, it was too big to float. Instead it was partly submerged (as far into the pan as it could go) with the rest beached on the bowl.
One afternoon we nailed it down to being the TNT driver after he "borrowed" the toilet and one of the lads went in immediately after. He must have baked the motherf***er all morning, you could have pulled it out and had a game of rounders with it.
Weirdly he never asked to borrow the lav again after that. We reckon they must do it until they get caught, then move on to the next unsuspecting victim.
Anyone else spot the fking weird sick bds who just stand at the urinal pretending to piss probably hoping someone comes along
and gets their todger out next to them?
You know somethings wrong when you go in for a st and he's still stood there 5mins later on my way out.
I happened to drive pass the same bogs a few weeks later n the same sick bd was sat just outside and he suddenly looked at his phone n got up with his arse hanging out heading inside the bogs. Can only think he had a mate in there who was "ready".
king weird sick bds who just stand at the urinal pretending to piss probably hoping someone comes along and gets their todger out next to them?
You know somethings wrong when you go in for a s
t and he's still stood there 5mins later on my way out.I happened to drive pass the same bogs a few weeks later n the same sick b
d was sat just outside and he suddenly looked at his phone n got up with his arse hanging out heading inside the bogs. Can only think he had a mate in there who was "ready".A few years ago when truck driving I had to get the local recovery service out to replace a part of the brakes as I was loosing pressure. When the chap arrived he crawled underneath and begun working out what was wrong. I nealt down to see how he was getting on and noticed a large turd a previous occupant of the lay by had left 6 inches away from his head. I had just enough air pressure left to release the brakes and kindly offered to move the truck forwards a few feet so it wasn't so close. He declined the offer and carried on. I'm not sure which was worse, having a dump in the middle of a lay by on a very busy A road or being happy to lay next to it.
wazztie16 said:
Probably shouldn't have stumbled into this thread when I'm about to eat.
Especially after this, hope you're not eating a sandwich 
A mate of mine works in the police and was once called out to some public toilets after reports of a bloke hanging around suspiciously. He went in there only to find said bloke with a loaf of bread, smearing the slices over the urinals then putting them back in the bag. This is a 'thing' apparently. Urban Dictionary calls it 'Bread Leaving'. They take loaves of bread and conceal them somewhere in the public bogs to soak up the atmosphere for a few days, them go back to collect them - don't like to imagine what they do with them after that. Some people are just f
king gross. 
Edited by JohnStitch on Monday 4th September 16:38
Roofless Toothless said:
My wife tells me you ought to see the ladies ...
Definitely. The worst toilet I recall was a portaloo at v2000, no joke there must have been 50 used panty liners and tampons stuck on the walls/sink/ceiling/seat inside it. While I was waiting for a mate who'd been in the queue a bit behind me, some exasperated dude stumbled out of one of the other bogs and retched while announcing "I've got human s
t on my shoes" 
MX5_Nuts said:
Anyone else spot the fking weird sick bds who just stand at the urinal pretending to piss probably hoping someone comes along
and gets their todger out next to them?
You know somethings wrong when you go in for a st and he's still stood there 5mins later on my way out.
I happened to drive pass the same bogs a few weeks later n the same sick bd was sat just outside and he suddenly looked at his phone n got up with his arse hanging out heading inside the bogs. Can only think he had a mate in there who was "ready".
That's called cottaging, rife in the toilets on the road into Monmouth and the a48 in Carmarthen. Basically guys wking weird sick bds who just stand at the urinal pretending to piss probably hoping someone comes along and gets their todger out next to them?
You know somethings wrong when you go in for a s
t and he's still stood there 5mins later on my way out.I happened to drive pass the same bogs a few weeks later n the same sick b
d was sat just outside and he suddenly looked at his phone n got up with his arse hanging out heading inside the bogs. Can only think he had a mate in there who was "ready".king together or sucking each other off, the occasional fk, it's very common in London train stations too. Maybe he thinks you're cute 
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