I'm not sure how things work at your building, but the bathroom here has been a source of discomfort for me since I started working. Momentarily ignoring the etiquette ignorance, terrible sounds, and vomit inducing, exposed genitals conversation that one must persevere through daily, I've now found out that my co-workers are shitting all over me. Literally.
I took a time-out from my normal perusal of John Tesh's Marriage/Relationship section of his website and ventured out into the unknown Tesh today for some reason. I guess I figured that if he's been this good to my love life he probably has something to offer elsewhere. What I found under the Health & Well-being section was troublesome, to say the least. In this section I stumbled across an article with some simple advice - close the toilet seat lid before you flush. This is a sure-fire way to avoid getting poops and pees in your hair, ears, eyes, and mouth. Except there's one problem: I often encounter toilet seats without lids. In fact, at work there are none that have them.
The amount of ejecta produced by one simple flush is compared to "Baghdad at night during a U.S. air attack" by apparently anti-shitmouth and anti-American Dr. Charles Gerba. I'm assuming he's not referring to the starlit nights where Baghdadian couples walk hand-in-hand along the sand swept roads of Baghdad, or to the fireworks that go off every night to celebrate the freedom the U.S. has procured, but to the highly controversial U.S. method of bombing our opposition nightly with thousands of turds fresh from our soldiers butts. Either way, he's referring to a lot of shit in the air.
So once again John Tesh's answer has left me with more questions. Do I bring my own toilet seat to the bathroom? Do I flush and run? Maybe a NASCAR helmet? I don't know, it's something I need to consider. Until I successfully lobby for mandatory toilet seats in all bathrooms, or come up with an alternative solution, I guess I will just have to continue to get shit on by my co-workers.
