Cue Summer Roberts

If you don’t get the pop culture reference in the title, I’ll spill the beans shortly.

When nature called a few minutes ago at Buffalo Wild Wings, I dreaded entering the stall. 

I was extremely worried that the person before me had not flushed the toilet and his disgusting excretions were still on display. 

Therefore, when I entered the stall, I turned away, yet out of the corner of my eye, saw toilet paper and urine. 

Summer Roberts, Rachel Bilson’s character from The O.C., would have said it best. 

EW! 

HOW HARD IS IT TO FLUSH THE FREAKING TOILET? 

I swear, I am going to get a big sign made for Buffalo Wild Wings and affix it to the stall to flush the freaking toilet when you are done. I am tempted to use a word stronger than freaking, but I won’t, since little kids use it, and I don’t want to offend them. 

Whenever I use a toilet in a public location, I give it AT LEAST one extra flush to make sure all of my nasty is out of there. When it’s bad, I’ll do two extra flushes. 

The other thing about using the restroom which angers me is the large number of people who absolutely refuse to wash their hands. 

Howie Mandel and Tony Shalhoub, through his iconic character Adrian Monk, had the right idea. Shaking hands can be dangerous due to the lazy morons out there who can’t wash their hands after using the facilities. 

Easy rule of thumb, people.

If you touch your butt crack, WASH YOUR HANDS! Even if you touch your butt crack when covered by clothing, WASH YOUR HANDS! 

If you touch your junk, WASH YOUR HANDS! Same rule applies as the butt crack: if you touch yourself with your pants on, you’ve got to wash. 

NO EXCEPTIONS TO THE ABOVE RULES. Even if you’re in the privacy of your own home and all you’re doing is going back to bed at 2:30 a.m. 

It is not that hard to practice good manners. Sadly, too many people don’t. 

About David

I am a sportswriter for a group of weekly newspapers in small towns across northern Kansas. I grew up in New Orleans, went to college at LSU and wandered in the wilderness until Hurricane Katrina finally put me on the path to my current job.

Posted on March 11, 2017, in Etiquette and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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