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Almost forgot: more/larger mirrors in ladies' restrooms.

Oh man, the guys in our school washrooms have lost all sense of aim. Piddle ends up in the center of the room(it curves in cause it used to be a locker). Theres no flushing either..cause piddle ends up on the flushing flap too...and in the sink.

We also don't have washroom doors...

safety issue.

LOL I think that is standard in all male toilets.. where do these people come from? O_O

Girls toilets at my school are always so clean. Yes, I've been there several times, I tend to forget that there are two different toilets for men and women. =P

The mens toilets.. Poo on the walls, water and smurf everywhere, nasty toilet paper draped around the toilet stalls, and a terrible smell.

That's kinda worrying ya know....

*replies to topic name* No, not one girl has shoved me in a girls toilet.
I remember when I use to go to school, that one girl pooped in the girls washroom sink. All the girls at school were like "IT'S TRUE! COME HERE! SEE IT!"

Yes, I have before, only at my Dad's work which was closed at the time, and for some reason The men's toilet was messed up. Noone else but me and dad, though.

Urgh men's toilets are vile. We had this dumb rule at school where we had to go to the caretaker if we needed the toilet to get the key to unlock the loos. Needless to say, there were some nasty incidents involving a stomach bug and random vomiting in the corridor. ANYWAY, in Science, the teacher accidently split some weird chemical on the desk and told us to run to the toilets really quickly to wash our hands just in case. Of course, the girls bathroom was locked so all 33 members of the Science class went screaming into the mens. This also involved heaving, retching and random vomiting in the corridor. They were that bad! Urgh, never going in the mens loos EVER again.

And for those who have managed to stick this speech out without falling asleep, the rule was abholished.

Our girls toilets smell like smoke and moldy toilet paper.

Yeah, kids glurping in the hallways will often cause school administrators to do a little sit-down thinking.



I have never understood why people do this. It's the same thing as saying, "ew, this tastes nasty. Take a bite." And someone does. Morons.

On-topic...

I used to date this girl (seriously! I had a girlfriend and everything! Wait...why are you laughing? Stoppit!) and in order to score points with her, I'd go to her church every so often. There were about four mens rooms, and every one of them was identical: theoretically sterile tile with green-black grout that used to be white, floor-length urinals (side note: every guy not two feet tall hates those things), one stall with no door, and a sink with no soap, no towels, and one working faucet. Invariably, it was the cold water, so when you rinse your hands off after doing whatever, you get a) diseased and b) the finger-shivers. Awful.

The ladies' rooms, on the other hand - wait, I'm sorry. Salons. They called them salons. Like it's a place where you go to have your nails and hair done at the same time as whatever else goes on in a bathroom. And of course it had its own foyer. Not an entry, not a rat-maze three-turn hallway so you can't see in or out, but a legitimate foyer. With carpet. And a leather sofa. And flowers. Freaking flowers in a john. That's like putting mice in a cat sanctuary. "Oh, they look so nice!" THEY'RE GOING TO DIE. THE ENVIRONMENT IS HOSTILE. And, of course, it's David in the lions' den; the flowers live and actually encourage the normally foul bathroom odors to change their ways, commit to God, and smell like a berry patch.

The mens' locker room at my university was pretty bad too. For two solid years, the soap dispensers that would normally be mounted next to the sinks sat on the floor, sad and lonely and impotent. And soapless, which is perhaps the bigger key. It's not just coming2atvnearu's diseased door handle anymore, now it's the weight equipment, and any diseases being spread around would not only be guy-centered (we're tough, we can take a little stomach virus), it crosses gender barriers to girls, because a lot of guys, like me, don't just bench 500 pounds - we like to start light, like with the three-pound weights. Partly because that's girl central at that end of the weight rack, but partly also because - well, I was scrawny as a freshman. And sophomore. And junior...

Just so we're clear, guys actually like nice bathrooms. They don't have to be froofy and pink, but we tend to be in there a little longer than girls. Is it so hard to pay some low-wager a few bucks to come in and mop the floor every five years or so? Or empty the trash? Or just bring in some soap? Please? I can dry my hands on my pants, I can take that, but I don't want to have to worry that I'm going to come right out of the loo and have my boss say, "shapu, I want to shake your hand." Because that'd juts be too tempting...

All We Are Saying
Is Give Soap A Chance.

Lol. I remember one time I wanted to see what a guys' bathroom was like at our college. I had Tim stand outside the door as a watch and I raced in. >.< I quickly raced back out. It was such a mess and smelt like a polluted aquarium. There weren't any nice shelves on the walls or chairs or anything. >.<

However the girls' bathroom at our college smelled like vanilla. There were two wicker chairs with cushions that matched the bathroom theme. It also had nice, large mirrors with good lighting and a little shelve to put your whatever (purse, books, etc.) down on when you washed your hands. Also, there was lotion as well as soap, which I have noticed more and more in bathrooms nowdays.

I good smelling bathrooms. There was this one bathroom in Tim's bank that smelled like country apple. That was lovely.

The girls bathrooms at the college are pretty clean, but there is writing all over the walls. I mean, this is college and they are writing on the wall. Ok, it is kind of amusing at times to see what people write, but it is just silly.
And scarey, especially when someone writes about some kind of satanic revolution that is supposed to take place and something like "Children of darkness it is time to gather." or something like that. I was like "This person actually was inhere. Scary.

In our math's block bathroom at school, there's a plug, yes a plug you'd use to seal a bath or a sink below the three urinals. I assume this for the poor bugger who has to drain the urine away.

However, a lot of people find it amusing to use the urinals as a rubbish bin, so you have to que or pee in someones left overs. (Shell pasta is frequently dumped in the urinal).

Then there's the hot water taps that plough out a gallon of boiling so you quickly recoil and splash all your shirt or the cold water taps that don't work at all, then onto the soap dispenser; if it works. You quickly wash your hands and brace the boiling water, then onto the air-dryers. Nothing like smelly air being heated up and sprayed over your hands. You quickly move to the door. Aha, the door. I usually some how feel the need to tie my shoe lace(s) repeatedly until someone walks out or in. However, tieing your shoelaces is a dodgy business, unless you can find a dry island among the seas of urine.

If you need a "Number 2". You're quite damned to a nightmare, you can't without losing your dignity because: 1) There's no locks, 2) No toilet paper, 3) They don't flush, 4) You might get some horrible diesese from being in such a tight dirty place.

I went into one once. For some odd reason, all the boys bathrooms were locked. It wasn't much different aside from being purple instead of blue and having more toilets and less urinals. Although I must admit our bathrooms are dirty. I think the problem is people trying to smurf while drunk.