Toilets
Toilets are weird half public/half private spaces. All sorts of stuff goes on in them. They are devious entrances and exits from venues, places to have sex, to snort drugs or even, get this, to defecate. Tell us your favourite toilet stories.
( , Fri 2 Sep 2005, 11:11)
Toilets are weird half public/half private spaces. All sorts of stuff goes on in them. They are devious entrances and exits from venues, places to have sex, to snort drugs or even, get this, to defecate. Tell us your favourite toilet stories.
( , Fri 2 Sep 2005, 11:11)
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Dry Bosnian humour?
Just last week my ambulance was sent to a cardiac arrest in the men's toilet at the local shopping mall. The elderly gentleman was a couple of hours deceased and signs of a heart attack were evident.
However, we knew the local detectives wanted to examine the scene and we waited until they arrived.
We got a security guard to stop anyone entering the toilet both to protect the scene and to save anyone the trauma of seeing the dead guy in his now open cubicle. The security guard was a nice bloke and told us he was a recent Bosnian migrant with only basic English skills.
One young chavster decides that no way is he walking to the other toilets at the other end of the mall and complains loudly that he’s “busting for a shit”.
Our explanation of the dead guys’ presence meant nothing to him and after some typical chavvy arguing and whinging the security guard says to him “Look, you not on list - you not getting in.”
I’m still unsure if he was being humourous or was just using what limited phrases he had learnt. Either way, top bloke.
( , Fri 2 Sep 2005, 12:47, Reply)
Just last week my ambulance was sent to a cardiac arrest in the men's toilet at the local shopping mall. The elderly gentleman was a couple of hours deceased and signs of a heart attack were evident.
However, we knew the local detectives wanted to examine the scene and we waited until they arrived.
We got a security guard to stop anyone entering the toilet both to protect the scene and to save anyone the trauma of seeing the dead guy in his now open cubicle. The security guard was a nice bloke and told us he was a recent Bosnian migrant with only basic English skills.
One young chavster decides that no way is he walking to the other toilets at the other end of the mall and complains loudly that he’s “busting for a shit”.
Our explanation of the dead guys’ presence meant nothing to him and after some typical chavvy arguing and whinging the security guard says to him “Look, you not on list - you not getting in.”
I’m still unsure if he was being humourous or was just using what limited phrases he had learnt. Either way, top bloke.
( , Fri 2 Sep 2005, 12:47, Reply)
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