At Thursday, January 18, 2007 11:14:00 PM,
So... would it make you feel any better to know that I deal with poops every day? And sputum? And urine? But mostly blood? Or will you just never talk to me again?
Of course, I know full well what I am going to be dealing with and am wearing gloves and a lab coat. And some of those things, particularly the poops and sputums get stuck under a vented hood before I open them.
No? You're still grossed out? Well then, I'm very sorry you had to see and touch those things. Really, people are just gross.
At Friday, January 19, 2007 12:17:00 AM,
Ewww, coffeypot, just reading your comment made me feel sick! ~shudder~
Norman, I think you need to do the world a favor and send out some sort of advisory about toilet etiquette. I too do NOT understand how someone could leave any evidence of their presence in the stall on a seat and WALK OUT with that on their conscience (and potentially someone else's bottom)?! How mortifying! What if someone was waiting and went in right after and knew it was you!? But from the sounds of the Assblaster, everyone knows who the culprit is and she doesn't seem to mind . . .
And for the sake of an ignorant Canadian, can you clarify for me- is Crisco oil like vegetable oil? Or olive oil?
If so, PLEASE tell me you are exaggerating for the sake of the story when you say she drinks it. Please!!!
Until next time, be careful out there! And consider wearing gloves!
-LM
At Friday, January 19, 2007 8:57:00 AM, Unknown
Ew. Norm, I feel for you. I think my coworker though has worse bathroom habits. This woman bugs me out, seriously.
She goes in, sits down, and immediately starts flushing. I'm seriously not exagerrating, Norman, EVERY FIVE SECONDS. Then she starts taking lumps of toilet paper SERIOUSLY 4-5 feet long, and doing whatever with them, all while continually flushing. On and on with the toilet paper and the flushing for about ten minutes. And I ALWAYS get stuck in the stall next to her, and it makes me feel sort of violent, and I can't look her in the face, and she came and talked to me the other day, and I told her "you make me feel dirty." and walked away. And probably I'll get fired. Wow. Lot's of "ands" but whatever.
Anyway.
Sorry for the booger and the assblasting.
At Friday, January 19, 2007 8:23:00 PM, Norman
Coffeypot - OF COURSE I DIDN'T EAT THE BOOGER!!! Didn't you read what I wrote?! "IT WASN'T MINE!!!!!"
Gail S - Eww... I don't envy you your job. at all.. but see, in my job - I'm not supposed to ENCOUNTER these items!!
Little Miss - Crisco Oil is a brand name for vegetable or canola or olive oil... Just a brand name!! And NOOOOO. I'm not exaggerating. See, according to other coworkers, she USED to have a constipation problem that a high fiber diet would not help. So she decided to "lube" her insides with this. I doubt this is what cured her constipation, but apparently, it shoots her turds out like rockets.
Marni - Hopefully, you explained that you were laughing at the juvenile toilet humor of Norman.....
Aka Meritt - Oh no. nonononono... I'm not guessing about the oil thing. See my above response to Little Miss! And yes...it is weird that when it's a non-related booger it's NAAAAASTY!!
Michael - Trust me, your two boys have NOTHING on the assblaster
China Doll - HAHAHAA!! So did she say anything to you (or anybody else) after you said that?
Silliyak - ewww!!!!! The assblaster left a slime trail down the side of the tank once. (it was like a poop was desperatly trying to make it in to the toilet). oh. I just shuddered again.
Lisa - Oh. You should read the past post of when some guy HARKED a loogie on my windshield while I was driving down the highway.
FM - Nope. Not kidding about the Crisco. not in the least.
At Saturday, January 20, 2007 8:17:00 AM,
Come to think of it, I was here once before, and it was the day that you posted the toe nail picture...
I am SO grossed out by boogers. I worked in a morgue, and I trained as a PSW, so I can deal with all kinds of gross stuff. But boogers? WHY, WHY, WHY? Go home and pick your nose for crying out loud.
What an awful, horrible, no good day for you. Boogers and Ass blaster.
Shudder...
At Saturday, January 20, 2007 5:04:00 PM,
hi....from houston tx,and where I'll probably be starting my hell hotel blog myslef...jijiji....just finished reading your whoooooooole thing and I looooved it!!just loved i only have a 2 yr old and 3 step daughters 10,7,and 5...all get this all of them girls!!!so very nice.looking forward to reading more form you
So, I guess you didn't eat the booger.