Okay. Suddenly, I’m working with another etiquette topic and may just have to write a small chapbook on etiquette because I see a theme evolving.  I either see it, am willing it, or it’s just there.  Whichever.  “Ya wanna hear it? Well, here it go…”

I am sure that we have all seen some horrors in the bathroom, whether it is of our own creation, or where we are the unwitting eyewitness.  Today, I just saw someone who gave up.  I strolled into my favorite stall (don’t you have one?) and there was the paper seat cover half-tucked under the seat and some clean rolled up toilet paper on top of the seat.  It was as if the person was getting themselves ready for a big ole bubble guts twister and then abandoned ship.  It was just so odd.  I have seen many a thing at work and it has been ooglie.  I was kind of surprised by this scene though.  Thankfully, there were no fluids, skid marks, or other accessories of any kind in the stall.  I wondered what in the world could have happened where a person would have left the stall like this? 

Now, I really shouldn’t ruminate on this because I could get sucked into a pi-sized pretzel of thought (no not the edible pie, but pi – 3.1415159….).  Because, it’s really simple to me, when it comes to life and things like the bathroom, “you make a mess, you clean it up” or if we all just maintenanced our areas and what we affected/disrupted then everything would work out just fine.  Ahh, what a place that would be, what a novel idea.  Oh, I think that the main principles of that are responsibility, awareness and courtesy.  Hmmm, what revolutionary concepts – so original.  Geeze, it just seems simple enough.

I just don’t understand why people can’t just police themselves?  That small bubble includes you and anyone who you have listed as a dependent on your taxes. Taking the bathroom as the prime example: treat it as you would your own (uh oh, I see problems already – what if you’re a slob? Crap.), leave it as you found it (poo, what if it’s crappy?), leave it better than you found it (ugh, now I’m making you clean other people’s ish..). Yikes, maybe I shouldn’ be so literal, especially when discussing the loo.

I am carrying my point right to the crapper, throwing it down the toilet and figuratively not wiping at the moment. Shit! (Oh, that pun was so not intended, but I am leaving it right there, just like some nasty ladies leave…) You get my drift.

I’m all over the place and I will get myself together over this topic in the near future, because it’s just so wrong what people do in the bathroom, but everyone poos.  I promise, no matter what she says, she poos.  You poo, I poo, we all do doo.  But can’t there be some dignity, class, and quality control besides physical preservation?  Dammit! While we rid ourselves of human waste do we really have to be such dingleberries? ♥

(Recommended Reading: What’s Your Poo Telling You? – Josh Richman & Anish Sheth, M.D. (Illustrations by Peter Arkle)