Monday 1 November 2010
Awkward bathroom moments
I'm not sure if anyone is aware of this, but toilet paper a rarity in indonesia. Instead, they prefer what I like to refer to as a "bum gun" which is essentially just a high pressure sprayer attached to a hose beside the toilet. Unfortunatly the food here isn't quite up to the same standard as North America and I've been told that it takes some time to get used to all of the "bacteria". So, needless to say I've been making frequent trip to the washroom here. Lucky for me, work is the one place I have been lucky enough to find toilet paper... until today. Sadly enough, I didn't think to check the status of the toilet paper today before using the bathroom and was stuck in the predicament of having only one slice left... this just simply wouldn't suffice. So i thought, hey lets go for it! This bum gun exists for a reason and maybe they know something I don't. Clearly they still know something I don't. On first attempt, I just didn't feel that the sprayer was enough, this was when i noticed the soap dispenser beside the toilet. Ahhh! that makes sense. So I did what anyone in my situation would do and put some soap on my hand. Now I didnt feel that comfortable applying the soap with my bare hand so i transferred most of it to my one square of toilet paper, crises averted, or so I thought. The hose was rather short, so i would still have to use my right hand (now covered in soap) to spray myself while strategically using my sole piece of toilet paper to apply soap. Now, since I had already used the sprayer it was a little bit wet, and these aren't the newest facilities around and it turns out the sprayer sticks. Just imagine what happens next, the sprayer locks on, immediately slips out of my soapy hands and you all know what a hose does when it's spraying out of control. It soaked the ceiling, the door and worst of all me (unfortunately everywhere but where it was intended) before I was able to shut it off. So I have done a complete walk of shame, I left the washroom soaked and am now sitting at my desk with wet hair, a wet sweater and with everyone probably laughing at me because they know exactly what has happened.
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