Unlike most people, I don't mind using public restrooms. In fact, I really enjoy them. Its like a vacation for your ass, and in some public restrooms it can be an exotic one. And, yes, some restrooms I am uncomfortable with. I have random thoughts of "what if a man rapist kicks in the stall door" or "what if the hooligan teen gives me a wedgie while I'm using the urinal".
But one factor of the public restroom that pisses me off (bathroom joke) is the toilet seat protector. I'm not sure how many of you use the toilet seat protector, but when I'm using the restroom and I have the option to use one, I do. But this little contraption is complicated in my book. If you were to look at the toilet seat protector (tsp for short), no where is it marked "front" or "back". Either way the little flap that helps the water flush the tsp away could ricochet the urine back at you or the poop will land on a dry surface giving you that "porta potty" environment everyone seems to enjoy.
Another thing that I don't care for is when I'm struggling to unhook the paper to open the hole of the t.s.p. sometimes I tear the rest of the seat protector. And with the automatic flushing toilets, once I accomplish opening the hole and set the protector on the toilet, the damn thing will flush and I have to start over. It just seems awkward having to struggle to use the restroom with my pants down to my ankles in a bathroom stall....
So are seat protectors just some guys sick joke to make a fool out of a guy? I believe so. At least when I use toilet paper as a protector I get more cushion and don't have to fear getting a paper cut on the roughness of the regular protector.
That's it for me!
Bobby P.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
What I Taught Myself....November 12, 2011
I'm not the perfect Christian. I'll be the first to admit it. Just look at some of the random crap I put on my blog. But of course, who is? But I've been going to church lately because of a family situation that has had a great effect on me and my other relatives. Thats a whole other story and has little to do with what I'm talking about today. I like to ramble. Just ask those who attended my brother's wedding.
But anyway, I went to a church dinner tonight and it started to make me ponder: do all old women wear the same perfume? We live in a society where people must "smell good". Teenagers wear Axe, which smells like toilet bowl cleaner, old men wear musk that smells like the testicles it comes from, and elderly women just....stink. With their high-scented perfumes that have aged over a course of decades, they don't smell any better.
The thing is that the older a person gets, the first thing to go is the sense of smell. A guy can tell by just sitting in a church basement. A collection of old folks is a potpourri of scents and it isn't pleasant. A guy could choke on the fumes in the air.
Of course I'm not the best smelling guy in the world, but I do my best. I'm just glad I'm not living in the Stone Age where regular body odor was the Old Spice of the day.
That's it for me!
Bobby P.
But anyway, I went to a church dinner tonight and it started to make me ponder: do all old women wear the same perfume? We live in a society where people must "smell good". Teenagers wear Axe, which smells like toilet bowl cleaner, old men wear musk that smells like the testicles it comes from, and elderly women just....stink. With their high-scented perfumes that have aged over a course of decades, they don't smell any better.
The thing is that the older a person gets, the first thing to go is the sense of smell. A guy can tell by just sitting in a church basement. A collection of old folks is a potpourri of scents and it isn't pleasant. A guy could choke on the fumes in the air.
Of course I'm not the best smelling guy in the world, but I do my best. I'm just glad I'm not living in the Stone Age where regular body odor was the Old Spice of the day.
That's it for me!
Bobby P.
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