Personal Hygiene
There comes a point at which your hygiene becomes less your problem and more everyone else's:
My old school nurse never seemed to wash - instead she wrapped herself in crepe bandages from the first aid kits. The smell was beyond pungent. If you got ill at school, it was better to suffer than try and explain symptoms whilst only breathing out.
When she was eventually 'let go',they had to strip the wallpaper in her office to get rid of the lingering odour.
How scuzzy have you got? Or, failing that, how bad have people you know got?
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 12:40)
There comes a point at which your hygiene becomes less your problem and more everyone else's:
My old school nurse never seemed to wash - instead she wrapped herself in crepe bandages from the first aid kits. The smell was beyond pungent. If you got ill at school, it was better to suffer than try and explain symptoms whilst only breathing out.
When she was eventually 'let go',they had to strip the wallpaper in her office to get rid of the lingering odour.
How scuzzy have you got? Or, failing that, how bad have people you know got?
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 12:40)
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WTF is wrong with people?
I've changed jobs a good few times. Every one has been within a large, "professional" firm of one description or another (including a big 4 accounting firm, one of the larger/well known consultancies, a pension firm - you get the picture). Now, my younger naive self assumed most employed in these firms are generally well educated, polite and normal human beings.
In every single one of these companies I have walked in to the bog on at least once occasion to be greeted by a toilet cubicle with shit all over the seat, cistern handle, floor etc. In my current employer (the consultancy) I've seen it up the walls.
I'm assured by friends in similar professions that they have experienced the same elsewhere.
What the fuck is wrong with these people? I refuse to believe that they can all be put down to accidents. I mean... you've managed to get yourself a degree, get through an interview yet you can't manage to direct a shit into what is quite a large opening without covering several square metres of porcelain/walls in it? I mean for fuck's sake surely you're sat on the bastard thing at the time????!
I look around at my fellow work colleagues and wonder which one of the dirty bastards it is - would love to drag them back in there and wipe it up using their face...
Actually that's reminded me - when I was at college I worked as a cleaner at Boots (Northwich) to pay for cigs/booze etc. One of my duties was to clean the bogs and fuck me if the women weren't the ones who caused me all the work.
I look round the shop floor at the mixture of young teenage girls and older generally well to do and married women in wonder at which of them is happy to shit their kecks and leave them on the floor...
The mind boggles!
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 19:01, Reply)
I've changed jobs a good few times. Every one has been within a large, "professional" firm of one description or another (including a big 4 accounting firm, one of the larger/well known consultancies, a pension firm - you get the picture). Now, my younger naive self assumed most employed in these firms are generally well educated, polite and normal human beings.
In every single one of these companies I have walked in to the bog on at least once occasion to be greeted by a toilet cubicle with shit all over the seat, cistern handle, floor etc. In my current employer (the consultancy) I've seen it up the walls.
I'm assured by friends in similar professions that they have experienced the same elsewhere.
What the fuck is wrong with these people? I refuse to believe that they can all be put down to accidents. I mean... you've managed to get yourself a degree, get through an interview yet you can't manage to direct a shit into what is quite a large opening without covering several square metres of porcelain/walls in it? I mean for fuck's sake surely you're sat on the bastard thing at the time????!
I look around at my fellow work colleagues and wonder which one of the dirty bastards it is - would love to drag them back in there and wipe it up using their face...
Actually that's reminded me - when I was at college I worked as a cleaner at Boots (Northwich) to pay for cigs/booze etc. One of my duties was to clean the bogs and fuck me if the women weren't the ones who caused me all the work.
I look round the shop floor at the mixture of young teenage girls and older generally well to do and married women in wonder at which of them is happy to shit their kecks and leave them on the floor...
The mind boggles!
( , Thu 22 Mar 2007, 19:01, Reply)
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