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Blog Thread 4; Live Free or Blog Hard - 'cos we all like blogging
nekowafer:
And the cleaning crew does a shitty job of cleaning the bathrooms.
Speaking of bathrooms, I keep seeing a lady (well, seeing her shoes) in the bathroom and she never washes her hands. Not even a rinse-off, as useless as that is. This would bother me less if she didn't smell fishy. Literally, like she has a bunch of mackerels in her pants. It makes me even more obsessive about washing my hands at work.
Carl-E:
--- Quote from: Redball on 01 Feb 2013, 10:02 ---As I started going to theater events sometime in the 1990s, and occasionally on busy travel days at freeway service plaza, I began to notice lines at women's rest rooms. It really hit home when a major musical came to the large theater in Detroit's venerable Masonic Temple. Young women weren't waiting in line for the women's rest room, they were using the men's.
I imagine that's commonplace at older entertainment venues nowadays, and I gather other cultures are much more accustomed to it.
--- End quote ---
The theatre our local community theatre group usus is an old vaudeville house built in 1906. The original restrooms were down a narrow stair below the main floor's seating and were quite spacious, but below the water table... the place stood empty for years, and they were pretty much destroyed. They added restrooms on the main floor, and despite the ladies' being more that twice the utility of the men's (twice as many stalls in the ladies' than the men's has stalls and urinals combined), there's still always a long line at the ladies' room during intermission. There is only occasionally a short line at the men's restroom.
What the hell are y'all doing in there?
Never mind. I have daughters, I really don't need to know.
Barmymoo:
I noticed this when I was queueing for the Christmas Eve service. There was literally no queue at all in the men's (Jens and Charles confirmed this for me) and it took me fifteen minutes to reach the front of the queue for the women's. A few women did go into the men's but since it was in fairly constant use only the brave ones did.
And I can't speak for all other women, but I wear pants (the underwear kind), tights and two skirts. It takes time to rearrange everything before I'm suitable to leave the cubicle.
Welu:
Got a sick prank call telling me family were in an accident. Couldn't hear it very well and hung up pretty quickly figuring it was just sick bastards but rang everyone in the Welu clan to be sure. We're all okay but gonna be on edge all night. Double checked my Facebook and my number's only visible to me so fuck knows who rang me but gonna try to not worry and get any more paranoid about it.
Bluesummers:
Most likely they dialed a random number, and that number turned out to be yours. They've probably been dialing them all day.
I pranked called a guy in Italy from my high school, and when he picked up, I blurted out the only coherent Italian phrase I could think of: "Voglio tua anima!" I have no idea where I though it up.
Then again, whoever makes actual calls telling people their family's been hurt is sick indeed.
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