There’s a weird social experiment happening in the ladies’ room at the office. I know what you’re probably thinking right now.
Chrissy, you sure talk about the bathroom at work a lot these days.
I know, guys. I know. But that’s where I do some of my best thinking. And you have to admit, the April Fool’s Nic Pic prank was pretty hysterical…and everyone needs solid tips for keeping a clean ladies room. Also, who doesn’t love getting paid to poop?
Back to the social experiment at hand. There have always been a few problems in the ladies room on my floor, but for some reason, the toilet paper situation has been escalated by the maintenance staff.
The original toilet paper problem
The building has decent toilet paper, it’s not Charmin or anything, but it is a little more plush than your average run-of-the-mill cheap TP. At first, the biggest problem was the sheer amount of toilet paper that was accumulating on the floor and in the toilets. The maintenance crew heads into the bathroom on my floor twice a day. During their midday sweep, they would replace all toilet paper rolls with fresh, full-size rolls, and place the older, half rolls on top of the TP holder. You can see the problem with this already, can’t you?
No one wanted to use the loose roll of toilet paper, because that shit was always falling on the floor, getting picked up, and put back in its place of honor. You couldn’t vouch for the cleanliness of the loose TP rolls. So people used up the other stuff, and the loose canons rolled around the floor or sat above their cleaner, safer counterparts.
The new toilet paper social experiment
Well, sometime in the last few weeks, the staff has started doing something a little rash. They’ve replaced half of the TP rolls with the worst toilet paper ever. It’s bigger than the normal toilet paper, thinner, and scratchier.
I don’t want to wipe my ass with cheap tissue paper, you guys, and you know that’s what that “big” roll of TP is. No one wants that.
The real kicker is that they’re absolutely doing it on purpose. It’s not even like they’re discouraging office pooping. They’re discouraging wasteful TP usage. No longer do you see squandered rolls of toilet paper scattered on the floor between stalls. Not one square of the good TP is wasted in the office bathroom. By the end of the day, though, it’s scratch paper or bust for my colleagues and me.
After several weeks of this nonsense, I’m of the firm belief that someone is documenting how the residents of our office are handling this shenanigans. The answer? Not well. I mean, if they were concerned before about overuse and crap on the floor, they should be even more concerned now. I’ve seen more than my fair share of over-stuffed toilets (no picture because I care about your eyes). And let’s be completely honest here. Bitches are going to find other things to throw on the floor anyways.
[bctt tweet=”You should never have to wipe your butt with crappy, scratchy TP. “]
Hopefully, this situation resolves itself and the shitty toilet paper is removed from the bathroom. Of course, they may be getting us acclimated to the new paper before they run out of the decent stuff.
What weird social experiments do you notice happening in your office? What are your thoughts on the varying degrees of toilet paper quality?
16 Responses
That’s hilarious. We have pretty scratchy TP and honestly, it’s not fun. Our biggest bathroom dilemma is water on the counters and people who flush the toilet, but don’t REALLY flush the toilet. So you go in and find paper/poop particles still floating around.
Ewwwww. We had that problen for a while, and then administration put the kabosh on that nonsense.
We have bog-standard NHS isssue ordinary 2-ply. Not uncomfy. Not luxurious. And certainly not scratchy baking-paper shit! Had that in primary school and it’s AWFUL!
When I went to London a decade ago, I was told a lot of public TP was shite, so to pack my own. I was happy to cart travel Charmin everywhere.
I guess it depends on your standards. Mine are quite low. Not tissue paper low, but not Charmin-high either.
Mine is a personal social experiment where I skulk and dodge, attempting to avoid every human interaction at the workplace.
Weird approach for a college teacher, right? Like, my students think I should maybe talk to them?
Lol! Talk to the students? That sounds like work!
I work at a car dealership. They have to have decent TP if they want to sell cars! No problems here!
Never thought of that. I would probably still buy a car if the dealership had crappy paper.
All hail the Cottonelle travel packs!!
We don’t get a staff bathroom, we share with proletariat. We get those giant rolls of semi-decent paper and self flushing toilets… except somehow people manage to escape with setting off the trigger. Me I get splashed by it as it flushes 6 times while I do my bidness.
I hate getting ass splashed!
Hahaha! Like like wiping the bung hole with sandpaper!
Pretty much.
I’ve had this post opened on my laptop for a while now, and I just knew why. First of all, you had me at the title. But anything poop related fascinates me. And I’m mostly fascinated by the fact that you ladies actually poop at work. I’m more of a “hold it till I’m home” kinda girl 🙂
Oh my god, I don’t think I could hold it. I’m a poop when I gotta poop girl. I’ve even pooped on the train when necessary.