Oh, man, I am SO programmed to zip up all pockets or move the contents to a shelf or counter whenever I sit, nay, even move around a toilet, pit or flush. I have never had the worst happen, I just figure, with my luck, it will someday.
I never thought I’d have the opportunity to post this twice in a week…
This happened to someone near me MANY years ago. Apparently the person was stuck down there overnight until a park employee heard screaming/yelling the next morning.
Craig Johnson collection of short stories, specifically “Messenger” in Wait for Signs.
The Ten Mile River Scout camp in upstate NY were pocked with those, and all with mass seating. Nothing private. A terrible thing for a first-time camping 12-year-old to be subjected to.
Well… I guess I should count my lucky stars that they were all single toilets, or at least had stalls.
Some campgrounds even have flush toilets now! Depends where you are.
Agreed. When the 1st petzl headlamps came out I was in heaven!
Oh! for a toilet that did not consist of a 20-foot-long board with holes every 3 feet, and facing another board 8 feet away.
There should have been some version of that in Game of Thrones. Perhaps at a wedding. It could have been the Brown Wedding, to go along with the Red Wedding and the Purple Wedding.
Pretend you were in Roman times?!
I’m surprised she didn’t call 122, the dedicated toilet extraction line.
“However, they said she just wanted to leave and travel back to California.” [bolding mine]
As a life-long Californian, I was not surprised to see this!
At that age we weren’t that sophisticated. At least I wasn’t.
My uncle dropped his phone in the pit toilet once. He immediately took his watch and wallet and threw them in after it.
I asked “why the hell did you do that?!?”
He said “I’m sure as hell not going down there just for a lousy phone!”
Thank you, thank you, I’ll be here through Saturday. Tip your servers, they’re working hard for you.
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