Are those measuring tapes hanging next to the right hand urinal?
That guy’s lying - see the size of his sideburns? They’re compensating for something….
Ladies, I hope you appreciate how lucky you are, not having to undergo the ‘trial of the urinal’. Worse than ‘The Comparerer’ is ‘The Talker’. My ex-boss was a compulsive toilet talker. Once, whilst I was in the stall taking care of business, he rolls up to the urinal next to me, and opens with the immortal line: ‘I had a dream about you last night Chris’. Fortunately, as I was about to dive out of the window, he started explaining that he’d dreamt that I’d walked in that morning and quit.
Toilets are not for talking. Ever. (I did quit several months later, but not for that reason…).
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Yah we are so lucky. I mean we just have to deal with Menstruation ,Menopause and Child birth.
Try shaving every morning!!
Then living with someone who goes through menstruation, childbirth & menopause….
What in the world are you talking about?? I mean, what else is a bathroom for if not to compare your areas of bodily imperfection, and discuss to no end what you’re going to do to fix them, what your relatives and their friends and their friends relatives have done to correct the same problem, or maybe a similar problem, but not quite exactly the same thing because well, dear, she was born into a house where that sort of thing was actually the norm, it must be in the genes you know, and well, of course, they never ate very well as it was, gravy on everything, and I’ve never seen anyone go through so much butter in one meal, it was all I could do not to stare, don’t you know…
hehehe
So that’s what you girls get up to when you disappear into the toilets for hours on end!!
I’ve always wondered..
“I did quit several months later, but not for that reason…”
It would have been reason enough.
The funny thing is, I almost never do this sort of thing. Think it’s hardwired?
It had crossed my mind Curmudgeon.
Asara, I couldn’t possibly comment…