Yes you read correctly. The loo, the can, the throne room, washroom, facilities, the crapper, the john. I'm writing about bathrooms. Well, not all bathrooms, just mine.
I never gave it much thought before, but lately have been put in a position where i have had to fiercely defend my loo.
Don't get me wrong, if you come over and are a close friend and need to use the facilities, you are more than welcome to. However, if I barely know you and you need to do more than splash water on your face or wash your hands, then you're just going to have to a) hold it in or b) cut your visit short and go home. Yes, I'm serious.
This Summer I had a representative from an insurance company come over in the morning to collect samples following a twelve hour fast. We were half way through a long questionnaire when he asked if he could use my bathroom.
Inwardly I cringed but said "sure". I tried not to think about it, but when it come up on 10 minutes of him still being in there, I started to freak out a little. WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING IN THERE?? Reading a magazine? Taking selfies?
Seriously, that was so awkward and more than a little gross. All I kept thinking is some stranger's backside was sitting on MY loo and that no amount of bleach, disinfectant spray or rubber gloves was ever going to make this right in my head.
Is there any place more private or intimate than a woman's bathroom? We shower, bathe, fix our hair, apply makeup, wash and hang our delicates in there. It is NO place for a stranger's backside to be spending any extended amount of time in there. Ugh...I'm feeling creeped out all over again.
Note to self: bathroom will be out of order next time something like this happens.
Hi! I'm Chris, an empty nester living in Montreal and making the most of this stage in my life. I love cooking for friends and family, DIY projects, decorating and writing.