Days When Things Go Wrong.

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I remember years ago when I used to work on the trains, I had an early shift, and I was getting myself ready. I went into the bathroom and walked towards the sink. Squish... The old cat we had couldn't wait so he had done his business on the bathroom carpet. Well, to him, humans did it there so why can't he?
Now I happened to be wearing nothing on my feet at the time, and as I was in a hurry, the feeling of squishy brown stuff oozing through my toes was not a welcome one.
"Oh noo!", I thought. I only have a few minutes left!
I quickly thought of ways to clean myself up. I could notnput my foot in the sink as I had it all clinging to the bottom of my foot! Quick... Idea! Put my foot in the toilet. Get rid of most of it. Then wash my foot in the sink. Ok... (Luckily not much was on the floor to clean up so it was a simple toilet paper job).
So I put my foot in the toilet and.... Oh nooo! In my panic I got my foot stuck down the loo! I couldn't shout to wake my parents up because the bathroom door was locked.
Luckily I was able to calm down enough to get my foot out of the loo, and I grabbed everything and went to work. Fortunately I was not late, but it was close, and all the time it was on my mind that if I was late, I would have to write a traincrew report (An official document which would go on our record. The previous companies would not require one for such trivial matters but this new company called Arriva (When Arriva was Arriva in those days) would have required it as they came down heavy on their staff). But what would I put on the form? If I put the truth they would not have believed me. Or maybe they would? HAHAHAHAHA!!
I was so relieved that I wasn't late, as I did not want to explain, but it was a close one!
The moral of the story is that if you have to put your foot down into the toilet bowl, never put your heel in it as it slips down and gets stuck down the U-bend.

I also had a neighbour who had one of those days... I will leave that story for later in the thread.

Have you had one of those days too?

Quite a few of them!

Although the bathroom setting put me in mind of an event in my childhood:
I was minding my own business having a nice bath, with my bath-toys, in the bathroom which had no lock on the door.
The elder of my tow little sisters, who had been eating a lot of chocolate some time earlier, burst in and vomited extravagantly into my bath.

With me in it!

Think that’s the fastest I’ve moved in my entire life!

I was perched on the bath rim holding myself up by clinging onto the beams in the wall!

The vomit was, of course, chocolate coloured.

Yuck!

Indeed.

certain benefits of having a 2 loo house . .

MountainGoat,

Having been a lifelong cat owner and cat lover, I can relate to this. I have stepped in kitty barf and poop an uncountable number of times. Dog poop is even worse. Big time ick!

Last night I discovered a pipe attached to the toilet tank now leaks whenever I flush. I stepped in a big puddle next to the toilet and got my sock wet. Wet socks feel nasty, but at least it's just water (I hope). I used a bucket to catch the water in until the landlord or someone can have a look at it.