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I had a pretty interesting interesting experience while cleaning the bathrooms today at work.
So it was 7:55 pm. I always clean the [one-person] bathrooms at this exact time. Because I usually get to avoid customers that come in at 8:00 and it is an overall convenient time to do so. So I grab my cleaning supplies and head to the bathroom. I go in the male bathroom first because I'm a male myself. I clean the mirror, the sink, and replace the trash bag in the trash can. Typical stuff.
Well I kneel down to scrub the toilet, and the door opens. Fuck I forgot to lock the door. Well it was a pretty calm older looking guy, and I told him sorry. Well he doesn't say anything and starts to walk in...what the fuck. Was he blind and deaf and about to pee on my face? Was I going to get sexually abused? Why is he walking into a one person bathroom?!?!
Oh, I'm just coming to wash my hands.
Okay no problem. I was almost done scrubbing the toilet anyway. The faucet turns on, and he says,
So hows the sandwich business?
It immediately became really awkward considering the situation I was in. Not entirely because I was in a bathroom (although that adds a lot of wtf factor to it), but because I am a little high schooler doing his part time job and he was a 45 year old man. And considering the nature of his question, I guess he knew my mom (and therefore me, even though I don't know who he is) because my mom is co-owner and "boss" of the particular store I work at. Well I reply in a way that doesn't sound like we're two completely differently aged people talking in a very small one person bathroom.
Oh it's good. It is pretty slow today, but that is how Saturdays usually are.
Okay good. Now I just need to get up, and walk out to go clean the girls bathroom. He should be done anyway...well I was wrong. I can't exactly quote him, but he starts talking about how wives don't cook anymore because they have jobs now. He starts talking about the "old days" where the mom would stay home and cook, but now they don't so food businesses are doing really well now.
Yeah, it only took you a second to read that summary, but you need to understand that he was talking to me for like 5 minutes about the "old days" and wives cooking. It was really fucking strange. I had to find imaginary places to clean because he pretty much trapped me in there. I can't just leave either. I live in a pretty small close-knit town, so disrespect is pretty serious. You can strike up a conversation with just about anyone in a public setting, so just ignoring or running away from someone is a whole new level of rude. And apparently he didn't know me because he never made any mention of personally knowing my mom or anything. Well finally he left after washing his hands for at least 5 minutes straight...and that is my odd experience that I had today. I hope you guys enjoy.
  
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What terrible things have you done to deserve an encounter like that. Jesus.
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lmao good advice. thank you.
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Interesting tale about the olden days from the old dude but...
I was expecting a post about someone barging in on your "alone time" in the bathroom.
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cleaning the bathrooms is a very personal!
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Haha wow. I dunno what it is about middle-aged men. Reminds me this time me and my friend were in Flushing, which is a neighborhood in Queens NYC famous for its massive asian population, and we walked into a mcdonalds. Me and my friend were sitting there eating our food when this guy that was probably 40-50 years old sits down next to us and says 'in 5 years there wont be no more white people left, you watch theres gonna be chinks everywhere' and then started ranting about other kinds of racist crap.
Seems like after a certain age guys just stop caring what other people think of them, for better or for worse lol.
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And here I was expecting a blog about you getting caught uh... "jerkin' it" as people might say.
Good god... getting stuck with an old person and having a discussion with them is just irritating... They'd ramble on about anything from "the old days."
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Haha, I thought something else when I read the title.
You have to read Day[9]'s airplane's bathroom experience, its hidden somewhere on TL, dig the treasure 
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On August 07 2011 12:35 Tatari wrote:
And here I was expecting a blog about you getting caught uh... "jerkin' it" as people might say.
Good god... getting stuck with an old person and having a discussion with them is just irritating... They'd ramble on about anything from "the old days."
Yeah i was hoping it to be some really awkward situation involving sitting on the toilet or 'jerkin' it.
Guess it was a somewhat weird situation anyway.
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Heh, good tale
Sometimes, old people just want to have a chat, dem poor lonely fellas. I've been at the butt of this many times
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I was hoping for someone and their weird pet or something to come in and all of a sudden get raped with a dog watching
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On August 07 2011 13:04 3FFA wrote:I was hoping for someone and their weird pet or something to come in and all of a sudden get raped with a dog watching
Really? Just really? That is demented on so many different levels...
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So.....so awkward.... :o
I felt awkward just reading that >.<
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I imagined something way worse from the title...
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That was... kinda funny but really weird at the same time, and some of the comments are even worse (3FFA... really man?) lol
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I find it funnier how people find it sooo awkward to have a conversation outside haha.
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That's it? Honestly, for a story that starts out with, 'An innocent teenage boy is cleaning the lavatory when an older, 45 y/o man walks in, shuts the door behind him, and proceeds to move in closer', I feel like you're making mountains out of molehills. Dude's just talkin bout I love Lucy, Madmen, the good life. A happier time when a man could get a meal and slap around his wife if she was out of line. The times they are a'changin.
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So one summer, awful awful summer, I got a temp job to help make some video game money and I was an inventory guy. Realize next time you walk into a grocery store, target, best buy, or god forbit a walmart... that they bring in 16-20 people every so often to inventory.. IE to count by hand every single fucking object in that store... consider that.
So anyway it was an awful job but paid decently enough, and for some reason my creepy old boss always put me on womens lingerie.. keeping in mind that I was a 19 year old guy..
and so all summer I would travel around the region and usually end up counting womens underwear.. but thats not the worst part, i swear to god that at every single store, hundreds of miles apart, this same toothy old man would come up to me when I had my hand and face in a stack of panties and say with a grungy laugh "having fun son?"..
Now of course I know it wasnt actually the same old guy, but the fact that it happened without fail every time really began to creep my out. so one day when I got my assignment I asked my boss for a change he just said "No I really like you in women's underwear" and then turned and walked away.
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What the hell?
The guy just tries to break the monotony of cleaning toilets and you completely flip out then go home and write a nasty blog about him.
How dare he try to have a conversation with you.
I wish he came to my boring ass job instead, I'd talk all day with him about inane old people shit.
Instead I get people who don't even say thank you and look offended if I ask how there days going.
1 star for the death of human interaction in the service industry.
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Would it have been more or less awkward if it had been your mom instead of a stranger.
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