Trap one:cheeky:
Crapper!
Crapper!
I know. Im not a miserable old git but like to keep my own space mine (and Mr Y of course)
The people I work with are obsessed with going out and popping round to each others houses for coffee, tea, chit chat etc. I dont like most of them so never go. Its looked on as outragous that I dont attend the Christmas do, cant think of anything worse than sitting down for an overpriced meal, being pushed and shoved by drunks and being called a miserable cow for not wanting to dance to crappy music like a mad thing.
Like this sort of socialising though. Nice and simple. Its not that I dont enjoy myself but these days its always on my terms (suppose I am a miserable old git then really):sad:
I know it as a RestRoom and Bathroom and never refer to it as a sssh: toilet. Two things on my MustBe list: 1) toilet paper rolls away from the wall and 2) the lid is Down when not in use. As I'm on my ownsome, it's a HabitOfALifetime that I cannot break.
Janie, I remember that Oprah show! She was surprised to learn that people stole handbags from the hook on the back of the 'restroom door.' She always hung her bag up there. About the Company do's, it was always HR/Personnel who organised them, so that was me! Had the Christmas do on a Saturday night and two days later, booking the hall and caterers for NextChristmas. Loved ordering the RetirementCakes for people as it was personally decorated ie: hobbies /pets and well-received.
i don't know about anyone else but it always seems to be me who has to put the loo roll on in other people's houses. lol! some of the 'over the back' people even moan then. one of my friends is left handed and she claims lefties have to have it that way. i don't get why. lol!
I change them round wherever I go. Whenever I get (very) occasional visits from family (Id rather visit then be the visitee) they turn them the wrong way (boy we know how to live it up). I get a bit confused though when using public toilets and they come out sideways:thinking:
This reminds me of a story I heard years ago about a party where one guest politely asked if the host could direct her to the bathroom. She followed the directions, opened the door, only to discover that it was exactly that ........ a bathroom!! Bath, basin and not a lavvy in sight. Too embarrassed to go back and say that she actually needed to use the lavatory, she decided that to save face she would ahem :blush: use the basin. She managed to perch reasonably comfortably upon said basin and was feeling quite pleased with herself when there was an almighty crash as the basin came off the wall and deposited her (knickers around ankles) and itself upon the floor. I'd love to have been a fly on the wall as she talked herself out of that one.:mysmilie_466: