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tyred

Squire
Location
Ireland
What did we used to do in the bog before mobile phones?

In a previous job, my supervisor disappered off to the toilet each morning with a rolled up Daily Mirror stuck up his jumper and was gone for a very long time. He needed more fibre in his diet I think...
 

slowmotion

Quite dreadful
Location
lost somewhere
When "fagging" happened in Britain's public schools it wasn't uncommon for the fag to be sent to warm a seat for the senior. I was never lucky enough to have a seat warmed but I did have a banger thrown under the toilet door while I was enjoying a nice long sit down.

What did we used to do in the bog before mobile phones?
A school contemporary of mine nicked some lithium from the science block and chucked it one of the lavatories. The heat of the chemical reaction sheared the entire pan off at the water line. We were mightily impressed.

BTW, Izal ruled when I first went to school, and there were no doors on the lavatory stalls.




" You were lucky!!!!!!"

EDIT: Actually, it might have been sodium not lithium. It's too long ago. Whatever it was had to be stored in a small jar of oil to keep it away from oxygen. It went totally bonkers if it got to that stuff.
 
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Globalti

Legendary Member
It will have been sodium. We had an incident when the chemistry teacher took a nugget, held it over a big bowl of water and tried to snip off a tiny piece to show us the rapid reaction. Unfortunately the entire nugget slipped out of the tongs and plopped into the water. A dozen boys and a teacher dived for cover, there was an almighty bang and we looked up to see the vapourised contents of the water bowl rising to the ceiling and spreading in a mushroom cloud. The next thing that happened was that the lab door burst open as the Head and a couple of other staff arrived having felt rather than heard the explosion from the staff room.
 

KnackeredBike

I do my own stunts
A dozen boys and a teacher dived for cover, there was an almighty bang and we looked up to see the vapourised contents of the water bowl rising to the ceiling and spreading in a mushroom cloud. The next thing that happened was that the lab door burst open as the Head and a couple of other staff arrived having felt rather than heard the explosion from the staff room.
One of our teachers decided to show us what would happen if you threw a coke bottle full of dry ice into a bowl of warm water. Turns out what happens is the bottle inflates to the size of a football before exploding, wiping out not only the glass bowl but also the window behind it and a CRT monitor a metre along the bench.
 

Dec66

A gentlemanly pootler, these days
Location
West Wickham
Don't know about warm seats but on a few occasions at work I've had to deal with more skidmarks than boy racers drifting, the occasional 'floater' and often a smell not unlike being lifted off the ground by your nostrils. I sometimes wonder about my co-workers diets.
My goodness, you've hit on a pet hate of mine here.

There's a toilet brush next to each lavatory pan in our place. Why do people find it so difficult to clean up after themselves?

Not the only horrors, either... Brown "smudges" at the back of the seat... Dried bogies on the walls and the back of the door... Wee all over the floor...

This is in the City office of one of the world's biggest financial institutions.
 

captain nemo1701

Space cadet. Deck 42 Main Engineering.
Location
Bristol
My goodness, you've hit on a pet hate of mine here.

There's a toilet brush next to each lavatory pan in our place. Why do people find it so difficult to clean up after themselves?

Not the only horrors, either... Brown "smudges" at the back of the seat... Dried bogies on the walls and the back of the door... Wee all over the floor...

This is in the City office of one of the world's biggest financial institutions.

Before Christmas, while sat 'on the can' I noticed a little dried bit of what I thought was mud on the floor (I almost trod in it). I expected that one of our people had worn muddy boots into the loo as previously that day, there was a trail of dried mud on the stairs. So I duly picked it up with some loo paper and ...err..it was a lump of poo:angry:. Perhaps someone had been a bit too vigorous with wiping that area and it fell onto the floor. Could have cleaned it up!.
 

captain nemo1701

Space cadet. Deck 42 Main Engineering.
Location
Bristol
A school contemporary of mine nicked some lithium from the science block and chucked it one of the lavatories. The heat of the chemical reaction sheared the entire pan off at the water line. We were mightily impressed.

BTW, Izal ruled when I first went to school, and there were no doors on the lavatory stalls.




" You were lucky!!!!!!"

EDIT: Actually, it might have been sodium not lithium. It's too long ago. Whatever it was had to be stored in a small jar of oil to keep it away from oxygen. It went totally bonkers if it got to that stuff.

This may be an urban legend as I heard this back in 1970's chemistry class!. In our version of the story, it was sodium and supposedly blew a hole in the toilet wall. Anyway, Izal is totally evil. It's like wiping yourself on tin foil. It doesn't get you clean and results in 'dangleberries' according to my copy of Rogers Profanisaurus.
 

Globalti

Legendary Member
All the women and all the men in our office were recently summoned in two groups to the meeting room where our personnel Director, normally a placid soul, made it clear she was sick of receiving complaints from the cleaners about wee and poo on the floor, especially as the whole office has just had an expensive refurb. My own Director wasn't there but from knowing him for 27 years I know he's a careless toilet user so I went to her office afterwards and told he she ought to tell him to take more care as well, which she said she would. There have been no more puddles since then.
 

oldwheels

Legendary Member
Location
Isle of Mull
My first primary school was Torwood near Falkirk. The toilets were outdoors dry ( i.e. No flush water). The back of the girls toilet was open for a couple of feet from the ground so the janitor could shovel out any offerings. There was a metal fence with spikes about 20 yards behind so the boys used to line up when any girls went in and throw stones when there was any sign of activity. If you got the bounce right there was sometimes a yelp as target was reached. No I am not making this up. It was a long time ago when the world was young and innocent.
 
Portsmouth had an unusual option no doors and no walls - the "Sociable loo"



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Weirdest loo for me was at Pingvellir in Iceland

The landscape is stunning, and they make the most of this with wall to wall glass

A little uncomfortable voiding one's bladder exposed in this way
 
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biggs682

biggs682

Itching to get back on my bike's
Location
Northamptonshire
All the women and all the men in our office were recently summoned in two groups to the meeting room where our personnel Director, normally a placid soul, made it clear she was sick of receiving complaints from the cleaners about wee and poo on the floor, especially as the whole office has just had an expensive refurb. My own Director wasn't there but from knowing him for 27 years I know he's a careless toilet user so I went to her office afterwards and told he she ought to tell him to take more care as well, which she said she would. There have been no more puddles since then.

This sign has been placed on the back of the loo door

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