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Wed 28 Jul, 2004 09:44 am
I went to use the ladies room at work, which I do regularly (hahah). I finished and went to wash my hands - but I was struck by the grossest thing I could imagine (at that time). The soap was an off-whitish color, sticky, of course, and thick. The 'white' industrial soap. I could not wash my hands because I just kept thinking that it was a substance so close in appearance and texture to that OTHER off-whitish, sticky, creamy textured, thickish liquid that comes from men when they're made to feel extremely happy by those of the female ............. sex.
I had to go back to my desk get my little B&BW soap leaves and went to the breakroom here and washed my hands.
am i nuts or what? have you ever had any sickenly gross thought like this?
that stuff would most likely be found in the men's room, not the ladies...
what i find disturbing is the fact that they don't have a liquid soap dispenser!
can't remember the last time i saw a bar of soap in a public restroom...
onyxelle you pervert...you need some extra attention at home :wink:
And how sick are we, looking and posting an answer to something that says we may be grossed out and not want to read.
curious, that's all. :wink:
and perhaps a little twisted.
Oh and that would have grossed me out too.
Great thread title, ony - it should get you lots of respondents!
I'm not even going to tell the anecdote about the lactating conditioner......
Now you know how I feel when I eat cream of mushroom soup.
And still I eat it, at least twice a day, with a sushi taco.
Region Philbis wrote:that stuff would most likely be found in the men's room, not the ladies...
what i find disturbing is the fact that they don't have a liquid soap dispenser!
it was liquid soap - that's what made it so disgusting.
Onyxelle is leaving part of this story out. She's forgetting the part where she poured half the bottle on to her face and stared at herself in the mirror for a good 10 minutes, smearing it about with her hands.
This reminds me of times going drunken hogging. "Yea, I hooked up with some sea donkey, I let her go down on me," while leaving out the part about tossing her salad.
Slappy - you've pegged me honey
That was the womens room I was in?
Good Lord! Why don't they put signs on those doors!
Funny, onyxelle, that never occurred to me. The last time I used that kind of liquid soap (which had been slightly watered down), it made me think of raw egg whites. I couldn't get the damn stuff off my hands fast enough.
All right, then! (I have the awful feeling that people have competitions-- spolympics, if you will-- now. Well, it's neither big nor... big.)
*Plans to avoid public toilets even more*
Remember though, your public toilet is a Saturday night hotspot for derelicts like Slappy.
All I have to say to that is, I know you are, but what am I?
YOU GOT SERVED!
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