Isn't there a Seinfeld where George is in a bookstore, and takes a book into the bathroom, and then has to buy it?
C's grandma used to have squares of old phone books by her toilet. Perhaps they thought you might have been *using* it, not reading it.
A home ed friend of mine was doing a bit of a project about water with her daughter, and they were using an aquarium water testing kit to test water from different places, and ended up testing their own urine. She put a photo on her blog of 3 bottles of wee on her table, and apparently had more than one "you put WEE on your TABLE where you EAT!!!!!" response.
Isn't there a Seinfeld where George is in a bookstore, and takes a book into the bathroom, and then has to buy it?
Probably; lots of bookstores frown on merchandise being taken into the bathroom, but Stanley had already purchased his paper, hadn't he?
Hadn't he?
I wonder what Stanley's brunchmate thinks of the bathroom-dwelling magazine.
3 bottles of wee
Micturating in the UK sounds like a lot of fun.
Stanley had already purchased his paper, hadn't he?
Yes. I'm a dinosaur and still get home delivery. I wonder if she thought I had, like, found it in the bathroom and taken it with me? I hadn't thought of that possible explanation for her grossed-out-ness.
It is totally wrong and not acceptable to take a bookstore's book into the bathroom, because it is not yours (yet).
Erm, the brunch-mate is a freak of some sort.
Maybe she thought you were masturbating to it?
Maybe she thought you were masturbating into it?
Dirty things happen in the bathroom, that's true. Everybody knows that.
Stanley: You didn't ask the brunchmate why they were asking? You should have!
Maybe she thought you were masturbating to it?
Can't. Print is dead.
That's why it would be gross, though.
I would have been too stunned at the question to consider asking why she was asking. How...odd.
I'm not grossed out by the idea of reading on the toilet, but I don't want there to be a book or magazine that stays in the bathroom. It's a paper + dampness revulsion.
You didn't ask the brunchmate why they were asking?
I did ask her if she had worn her current outfit into the bathroom at any point today, and she joked that nope, she changed clothes every single time she went to the bathroom. And then we had a chuckle and I dropped it, not wanting to be a nag.
not wanting to be a nag.
Enough with the horse puns dude!
Wait, you were wearing the newspaper?
I read the newspaper in the shower and each time I finish a page I mash it up with my feet so it goes down the drain.
Maybe you had a look on your face like you just dropped a deuce. I'm not good at identifying this one, but I think I can tell when a roommate says, "Oh, I just had a great nap," but really they were masturbating.
My toothbrush is actually on my desk.
23: Careful, Tweety. That's a good way to get fluorrhoids.
I think I can tell when a roommate says, "Oh, I just had a great nap," but really they were masturbating.
Is there no privacy? Is there not mere napping? Are there not things we do not know or say?
I love this thread.
Print it out and leave it next to the toilet. Go on. We won't tell anyone.
28: Oh, there is napping. We are pro-level nappers here.
32: I admit that I don't know why napping is so frowned upon in general society.
23: You didn't bring your butt into the bathroom, did you? Did you at least hover?
I admit that I don't know why napping is so frowned upon in general society.
Blame the Puritans first. From there, consider the horrors of mid-nineteenth century Victorian social mores. All that self-control nonsense made people wary of admitting that they had any physical needs at all (for instance, they never brought the newspaper into the bathroom with them, because they never went to the bathroom at all). Maybe?
Victorians had no toilet paper. Only newspaper.
I live with immigrants. We do not judge nappers (or masturbators).
Judgenappers sitting right there on the bench next to me!
I live with immigrants.
Sleeper agents!
This thread fills me with pity and fear, and thus fulfills Aristotle's definition of tragedy.
I know I'm late to this, but I think reading a book on the toilet is different than reading the newspaper. A book you can read one handed, but a newspaper takes two hands*. It is therefore less sanitary as you can't have one hand for wiping that doesn't touch the reading material.
*I'm assuming a broadsheet paper.
I'm on the fence about newspapers in the bathroom -- I read them and then put them back in the break room, which seems identical to walking into the break room after pooping without washing my hands and touching something other people are going to handle. On the other hand, I have this feeling that not many bacteria are going to live on a completely dry surface like that. Is that true? Do you mostly not have to worry about being contaminated by things that are dry?
Eating a corn dog on the toilet is fine but adding ketchup is an issue.
Noumenon, if your feces are that dry, isn't pooping painful?
You should see a doctor. I guess if you are a deer or rabbit or guinea pig it's no biggie.
guinea pig
The preferred term is "wifebeater pig".
isn't pooping painful?
Did you hear about the constipated mathematician? He bought a laxative and made a mental note about how people over 30 aren't supposed to eat Cap'n Crunch and cheese for dinner.
My joke may have been slower and lamer, but it was at least longer.
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hey, oscars thread time, blog people. I want to talk about how kirk douglas looks like an alien.
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Kirk Douglas is still alive!?
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I swear I read something almost identical to 43 at least a year ago- might have been on the blog at work, someone complaining about the practice.
hey, oscars thread time, blog people.
Even though you didn't say please, your wish is granted.
Indeed, I located the post, from December 1, 2008. We're always at the cutting edge of research here, years ahead of everyone else.