My brother John is a full-blooded germ-a-phobe. As I was flipping through the Globe and Mail this weekend, I was drawn to this article like a person is drawn to a train-wreck. I couldn't look away; I had to digest every little detail in totally absorbed horror. Perhaps he isn't a freak afterall when it comes to the public bathrooms... My apologies, John.
I found it so engrossing (ha!) that I had to send it along to your eyes too. I believe my favourite parts of this diagram are the walls behind the middle stall and the urinal. Wowsers. That IS something, isn't it? (Make sure to click on the photo to read all the sordid details clearly!)
The toilet seat, eh? Who knew.
This one's for you, John.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Posted by Jodi at 9:57 a.m.
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4 comments:
GROOOOOOOSSSSSS! how am i ever going to pee in public again? and to think i've used toliet paper to blow my nose. blech!
errr, toilet.
hey, it just occured to me how funny your brother's name is considering his phobia.
har, har, har.
that's pretty funny--I'll have to point that out to him : )
Yeah, no problem Angie. Just wanted to share the blessing of knowledge with you all.
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