Ugh. I hate it when that happens. Even though I live in a city with 8 million + 1 million homeless/transients/tourists, I still hate it when I sense the "remnants" of another person.

The subway pole smelling like Ben-Gay was an eye opener this morning. Someone's arthritic hands touched it. At least it's better than it smelling like Preparation H (mind you, I don't know what that smells like so I could have touched an H pole somewhere along the line). At least it's not as bad as having to use half my bottle Purell on a toilet seat in a women's restroom in a bar on 14th St. & Ave. A. Ladies, wipe your moon cycle fluids off the seat when you're done, please (??). Thanks, I hate you.

What is one of the most unsettling "remnants" of another person you've encountered?

Disturbed minds want to know.

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I'll take BGnR's snopes search/posts over this one.

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Just what I needed this AM, more dirty pole posts.

Ain't civilization grand ?

I walked into the mens room here at work one time, flipped up the lid and was greeted to a toilet full of poop and blood. I'm not talking about a few drops of blood, no. This looks like someone had their throat slit over the toilet. And of course the bathroom smelled, but it was a mixture of poop and sickness. Ruthless.

Needless to say, I hurried out and told my good friend/co-worker to check out the mens room. I couldn't be the only one who witnessed this. Hopefully whoever it was realized what was up and went to the goddamn hospital.



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A few years ago i was at Central Park and felt the need to go to the bathroom. Instead of just wizzing in the bushes i thought i should be a bit civilized and use the public restroom.

I knew there was a bathroom near where i was by the Delacorte Theatre. Ok no prob. It's not like i need to touch anything in there. I can just unzip, go, two shakes, zip, and leave. I walk into the restroom,,, past the toilet stalls (with no doors of course) to get to the urinals and in one of the stalls, someone or SOMETHING had shat all over the seat. This pile was HUGE. It looked like a frekin HORSE had just unloaded all over the seat.

They don't pay these Parks Dept workers enough. Some dude must have had to hose down the entire men's room with bleach or something to get that mess cleaned up.

I had no idea what I was getting into when I opened this thread!

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I had no idea what I was getting into when I opened this thread!

Me neither. Glad I don't live in the Big City!

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I had no idea what I was getting into when I opened this thread!

Right there with you, man....

If there has EVER been a thread that is a perfect example of "too much information"..
This one here is it.

Think I'll skip the rest of my breakfast and just go to work...

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<Just what I needed this AM, more dirty pole posts.>


I'm Polish and I take offense at that remark!

and people wondered why I turned down a six figure salary 13 years ago to work in NYC.... no thanks!

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At least it's not as bad as having to use half my bottle Purell on a toilet seat in a women's restroom in a bar on 14th St. & Ave. A.

A Purell Warning...

The stuff is flammable. Don't put it on your hands and then light a match unless it is completely rubbed in and dry.

Had an incident at a neighboring company. Dood came from the bathroom to the smoking pen. Lit a match and cupped it to light his cig. Hands burst into flame. Second and third degree burns. Saw the photos. Not good.

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>A Purell Warning...

Maybe yes but more likely no according to Snopes

[www.snopes.com]

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New tasteless sig coming soon!

snopes again! ?

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this thread delivers. great work, trisho.

another bathroom story - doing dotcom work ~2001, we had a stealth - toilet user in the office nicknamed 'the nestbuilder'. they would take a roll of tp, and layer it around and around the seat like it was a soft serve ice cream cone. literally, using the entire roll to upholster the seat. they would then do their business (after what looked like they saved up for a week), not flush, and leave it for others to discover. public property reduces people to the lowest common denominator.

and oh yeah, i absolutely took photos.

Mind you, it doesn't have to be bathroom only. Please share your horrible hospital or restaurant table stories too...

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Please mark this thread NOt Safe For Lunch!

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And we should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once.
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Western Massachusetts

Half asleep, this is what I read:
This dancer's pole smells like Ben Gay.

But where would that be? At the Adam & Eve Assisted Living Community? [local.yahoo.com]

5 Acres of Land * Sun Porch * Surrounded by Trees * Country Walks * Activities * Church * Shopping * Tours * Etc.

^^ Always, check out what "Etc." really means.

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Please mark this thread NOt Safe For Lunch!

How about just "NOT SAFE" on any level. Why did I open this just before lunch and why did I read anything after the first post. (bangs head against desk and decides that lunch will have to wait for that bad short term memory thing to kick in.)




Now what was it I was going to do........?

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I guess hanging onto a pole onto the way to work, one might ponder where all the hands have been that have contacted that pole.

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trisho.
What is one of the most unsettling "remnants" of another person you've encountered?

Disturbed minds want to know.

A couple of years ago I was leaving my local subway, was approaching the turnstile,
and noticed a guy behind me walking down the stairs to the train platform. He was
bleeding copiously from his right hand and smearing it all over the center bannister
as he continued to descend. He seemed oblivious to the fact that he was bleeding.
I told the token booth clerk that someone had bled all over the bannister. Later in the
day, when back in the subway, I was heartened to see that it had been cleaned up.

Since his blood looked very brown and un-blood-like smeared on the rusty old
bannister, I imagine that some unfortunate people had an unfortunate surprise as
they walked up or down those stairs that day.

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"This subway pole smells like Ben Gay."

That has to be in contention for topic subject of the year.

sorry Trisho, it was me. I used it to cover up the 'eau de hurl.

I get into a subway car and I hold my breath don't touch nuthin', even if I'm going from South Ferry to SoBro on the local.

feh!

still nuthin' like living fo the city

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Nobody remembers their first download, but everyone remembers their 1st LP.

If you think that's bad, you should have been in the city in the 70's.

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Going to visit my sister-in-law. Stopped at red-light. Saw old women on curb looking like she was going to cross. Light still red, she bends over, lifts skirt, and drops one right off the curb. AAAAAAAAAAAAH!

I ran the light (which just happened to be in front of a state mental hospital) but it was too late.

Alzheimer's may be a blessing

you guys have obviously never travelled by air in the middle east during Haj. Lots of goat herders who never saw plumbing using the facilities. And I was stuck in the damn back row next to the crappers. Fortunately Heathrow had shower facilities, and I had a change of clothes (and socks and shoes).