Discussion in 'General Chat' started by patrickBOOTH, Jul 11, 2011.
you went tot the same school as I did.
I just read this whole damn thread and now I am so invested. What the hell happened? Who is this psycho?
More than you can ever sh*t!
Private toilets we're talking about...
I Awent to McDo in London and someone shat in the urinal...
When you gotta go, you gotta go!
I don't know about 10 layers but if it's a public bathroom, I usually lay down a layer and use it as my piss test. Depending on the lighting, sometimes it requires you to lean to the side to notice any huge drops of piss people leave behind. Not everyone has the common sense to lift the toilet seat before taking a leak. I don't really want someone else's piss running down my thighs and legs.
But obviously, you need to make sure you flush the TP afterwards.
Will we ever find out who is doing this?
How many people work in your building Patrick?
How many bathrooms does your building have?
You said you have your suspicions as to who has been doing it, tell us about him?
Catch him yet?
Agreed. But I often find myself re tucking my shirt in front of the mirror. If I can find a 'one-in-one-out', I use it. If not, I just make others feel uncomfortable. It's a vicious circle but worth it to me to have a neatly tucked shirt. Sorry to go OT here. Incidentally pB, this has been an interesting read. Not sure how I missed this one all these years. I am now caught up in the event you were concerned.
I was actually concerned. I now can stop thinking about PMing you.
Men of the forvm, the stars have alligned and the God's have answered. Today I received the best Christmas gift a man could ever ask for. What is it you ask? Well, the search is over. I caught this motherfucker and there is a bit of a story to go along with it. I have been going into the stall next to the culprit stall in hopes of catching him. Well, today during my morning poop I hear somebody come in and go to the sink and get paper towels and run the water. I thought nothing of it. Then he enters the stall next to me and I notice immediately the shoes that enter. Black patent leather boots. Like a cop would wear. I am thinking to myself how ugly they are and then a hand reaches down holding a soapy paper towel and start wiping them down. I am thinking, what a fucking nutjob. He leaves the boots all soapy while he finishes his business and then dries them off with another piece of paper towel. Then leaves and shuts the fucking stall door with the paper towel. I was so excited I shit again. This is the person who I have been thinking it is too.
I will tell you it is one of the only people that is in my building that doesn't work for the company. He works for a small company that rents office space from us.
It is done. From here on out the unofficial title of this thread shall be, "Public Restrooms - The People We Encounter" Share all of your stories.
Goodnight, and good luck.
This truly is a blessed day; a historic day. A day of infamy and closure. Now we can all move on with our lives, and begin rebuilding.
Patrickbooth, you should confront this tyrant and impress upon him how his actions have changed so many lives.
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