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surely it is not that difficult.
work in an office where the youngest person is 24, all minimum 1 degree educated and on the face of it diligent people.
however, someone cannot seem to remember to flush the bog.
come on people, it is not that hard...........
If its Yellow......
That's the least of my problems here.
It's those ones that go into the cubicle to wee all over the seat, instead of using the urinals.
What have they got to hide?
Maybe they did, but didn't realise that they'd done a double flusher?
one of my workplaces is a university. during terms there can be around 90 people sharing 2 crappers (some urinals, but we frown on pooing in there)
The refill of the cisterns seems to genuinely take 10 minutes or longer, resulting in inevitable 2-poo status throughout the day. All it takes is one vegetarian and the whole system's (literally) up shit creek
Similar level of education in my firm. We have a phantom splatterer - poo fragments end up on the floor and wall behind the toilet pan. This can only be done by gaseous projection while in a high-hover position.
The cleaners have a fit and the office manager has to clear it up.
buzz-lightyear - that'll be the wee on the seat problem.
All it takes is one vegetarian and the whole system's (literally) up shit creek
PMSL at that one! 😀
Better than a steak bake though.
scaredypants is definitely winning post of the week 😆
It's hardly that straightforward - laying the pipe-choker at one's place of employment creates a quandary worthy of Solomon. I'm talking about can't flush, won't flush here. It's laying there like a dead otter and a call to the coastguard wouldn't be out of place, because this one's going to be a hazard to shipping if you can ever shift it down the pipes.
What do you do? Show some leadership, take responsibility and hunt round the cleaners cupboard for a bucket to try and sort it (perhaps an exercise in futility)? Or leg it sharpish, hoping to pin it on big Jim from accounts?
When it comes to flushing - success has many fathers, but failure is an orphan.
" that'll be the wee on the seat problem."
Of course!
I once laid a log myself with no implements at hand to dispatch it - the waste pipe backed up alarmingly. But in my defence, I informed the receptionists of the issue.
Yellow mellow, brown down. Always check you don't need a halfway flush
Garry. The Macc Lads have the answer
The Macc Lads, pure quality, saw them in concert a couple times.
Only downside at the second gig some debris that should be down the pipe was being slung around as well as wee in pint pots being chucked on the crowd.
The Macc Lads = Genius.
I worked at a factory many years ago where we had to use the toilets that were in the same building as a production area. This area had quite a few "rough" workers - you know the sort - and their toilet hygeine wasn't very good at all. One day at break time some of our lads in the toolroom had to go wash up and we were greeted to the sight of an absolutely enormous turd that was over-hanging the toilet! You just beggared belief at "what animal" had "produced" it. I know it sounds even worse but you couldn't help but look and honestly and truthfully there was hairs and blood on it! Gross just wasnt the word so for those who find pee on the seat, count your lucky stars!
I once worked for a large American bank. They had ridiculously ostentatious offices in Chester. Downstairs they had a call centre. One Friday they sacked a few people in not very nice circumstances.
One bloke decided to extract his revenge by walking into the posh toilets and going for the full H-Block-style 'Dirty Protest'. All over the walls! nice!
We have a phantom log layer at work who sneaks down to the toilet on the floor below his office to lay his stinky submarines.
At least phantom bogey pinger has gone, they used to sit on the can & flick their nasal excavations at the far wall.
buzz-lightyear - MemberSimilar level of education in my firm. We have a phantom splatterer - poo fragments end up on the floor and wall behind the toilet pan. This can only be done by gaseous projection while in a high-hover position.
Ah, the illusive pebble-dasher. Had one of those in my halls at uni.
Somebody took exception to it one day, crimped off a log on the seat and pissed on the flushing handle. Good effort, I thought.