Q. Bathroom Etiquette: Years ago I was on a road trip with my boss and a co-worker to a casual event out of town. We stopped at a rest area to use the facilities. There was a bank of five to 10 stalls. When I got in my stall I passed gas. My boss was washing her hands at the time and yelled, “Say excuse me.” I did but have always wondered what the rules are. I am wondering if what happens in a public bathroom stall is semi-private and everyone should ignore what happens in someone else's stall or if an apology is mandatory to the whole room.
A: Last week the employee of the gardening columnist objected to her farting in the open air. I advised the employee to ignore it and be glad the emissions were gone with the wind. But if you can't fart in the bathroom, there's something seriously wrong with the world. You are right, what happens in the bathroom is not supposed to be noted by anyone, unless someone is found à la Elvis Presley. The complication in your case was that the person with the power to hire and fire you made the order. I wish in response you had been able to fire off another one, but I understand that under the pressure of the moment it was easier to comply.
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Q. Bathroom Etiquette: Years ago I was on a road trip with my boss and a co-worker to a casual event out of town. We stopped at a rest area to use the facilities. There was a bank of five to 10 stalls. When I got in my stall I passed gas. My boss was washing her hands at the time and yelled, “Say excuse me.” I did but have always wondered what the rules are. I am wondering if what happens in a public bathroom stall is semi-private and everyone should ignore what happens in someone else's stall or if an apology is mandatory to the whole room.
A: Last week the employee of the gardening columnist objected to her farting in the open air. I advised the employee to ignore it and be glad the emissions were gone with the wind. But if you can't fart in the bathroom, there's something seriously wrong with the world. You are right, what happens in the bathroom is not supposed to be noted by anyone, unless someone is found à la Elvis Presley. The complication in your case was that the person with the power to hire and fire you made the order. I wish in response you had been able to fire off another one, but I understand that under the pressure of the moment it was easier to comply.
I am sure if they were male, the fart would have not been a problem or issue.
I particularly enjoyed the bolded part of the answer, and had a good laugh. Sounds like something I would do or say.
Gee, I wish this was my greatest worry in the world and I felt it necessary to write to Prudie for advice......
Lol, right?!
So...ARE these letters made up?
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I'm sure she (and every other comparable advice columnist) gets hundreds of letters every day. The hard part would be picking ones people would like to read about.
It would be MUCH harder to make this stuff up.
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What goes on in the bathroom stays in the bathroom...
I would hope that you flush it away before you leave.
Haha...Yes and I wash my hands. I then use the paper towel to open the door or i'll wait for someone else to open it if it's one of those air dry thingies. I have a bit of OCD.
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What goes on in the bathroom stays in the bathroom...
I would hope that you flush it away before you leave.
Haha...Yes and I wash my hands. I then use the paper towel to open the door or i'll wait for someone else to open it if it's one of those air dry thingies. I have a bit of OCD.
No one's ever said anything to me about it, but I don't touch ANYTHING but my self and my clothing with my bare hands.
If there are no paper towels, any door latches require the use of a tissue or the end of my sleeve, if I can pull it down over my hand.
I'm NOT going to touch the sink faucets without a paper towel in my hand, and I'm certainly NOT going to touch those pump type soap dispensers. I KNOW what was on the hands of the last 50 people who touched it.
Just some things I learned from the Infection Control nurses I've known.
I have a bit of OCD.
I think you're just being smart.
-- Edited by ed11563 on Tuesday 21st of October 2014 07:11:42 PM
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I hate it when no paper towels are available! Oh, and just to make ya think...They did a study of the dirtiest surfaces in a hospital, took swabs from everywhere.... toilet seats, door handles, the floor, etc. The winner. Elevator buttons. Use your elbow.
I hate it when no paper towels are available! Oh, and just to make ya think...They did a study of the dirtiest surfaces in a hospital, took swabs from everywhere.... toilet seats, door handles, the floor, etc. The winner. Elevator buttons. Use your elbow.
I usually use a knuckle, or a tissue or a sleeve.
In some of my hospitals, the buttons are activated by heat, not by pressing. Pressing with a pencil eraser, or a paper towel, won't work.
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