Two more incidents happened this week…surpisingly in the same “session”:
- Sitting in the stall, but someone else is occupying the stall next to me. He does an “incremental flush!” I had seen this done at the urinal, but never while sitting at a stall. What could that be all about?
- After finishing business, I flushed and the commode continued to flush despite my attempts to unstick it. As I bailed out of the stall and washed my hands, I was rather embarrassed as others knew I was responsible for the toilet flushing. But what was I to do?
Bathrooms continue to be a source of amusement to me, though I’m not quite sure why I’m the only one to point out some of the phenomenon that all of us must obviously encounter.
Oh, come on, Billy! Surely you’ve heard of a “courtesy flush” by now. It’s what some courteous people do in a public restroom when they deposit a particularly vile grogan in the porcelain bank — they whisk it away with a flick of the wrist before the smell fills the room.
At least, they try to, anyway.