3:46 pm — We’ve all experienced it. You’ll be sitting in your room, mindlessly scrolling through facebook profiles, when a sudden sensation envelopes your body. “What could this be?” you ask yourself. “Oh, yeah,” you realize, “I have to go to the bathroom.” So, you make your way to the bathroom, open up the stall door, and there it is, floating in a pool of toilet water. “Ewwwwwwwy,” you think to yourself, “STOOL!” Quickly, you flush the toilet in disbelief.
Now, normally I wouldn’t waste my precious time writing a blog on the phenomenon floating, stranger turds, but this has become a serious problem, especially within my dorm. Every other time I pay a visit to the little boys room, I am greeted by one of these little surprises.
Who or what is to blame for this strange, yet repuslive phenomenon? Do my floormates, blinded by spite, want to punish everyone on the floor with their smelly, pooh grenades? Are they crippled by peer pressure, and everytime they encounter a stranger turd, they feel the pressure to follow suit? Or do they have a latent desire to become one with the wild and detest our technological confines?
After much unecessary pondering, however, I’ve concluded that the most likely answer is stress. “What is this kid thinking?”you may ask yourself, but yes, I attribute our lack of flushing to stress. With our thoughts consumed by so many things (sex, homework, relationships, sex), we tend to pay less attention to the little, less important tasks that constitute our daily lives. We readily discard them, taking their second nature for granted.
So please, do not let your numerous stressors supersede the fundamental task of flushing the toilet. We are all stressed out, and when we see your little surprise mocking us with its bouyancy, it just adds to the pile of crap (no pun intended) we have to deal with.
Oh, yeah, don’t forget to wipe!