"How was your day", was one of the first things that left Amber's mouth when I came home last night around 6:00pm. "Fine", I said, "if you like having someone else's urine shot all over your face." I knew that would get her attention...And that is how I start this blog...yesterday was my day of toilet disasters.
Up until the end of the workday, I had enjoyed myself - except for the fact that I had to go and buy Ramen Noodles to make up for the frozen burritos someone stole from my emergency lunch stash in the breakroom freezer. Above that, however, it was great.
To top of the workday, I went to the fitness center at 5:00 to work off the stresses of the day and hopefully shed some fat and calories. Before starting my routine, I went into the bathroom to relieve myself. As I entered, one of the urinals was unflushed. Normally, I just go to the next one, but I thought to myself, "I'll be a good citizen and flush this one". I proceeded to flush the urinal but to my surprise this bathroom appliance was a little over-eager. It flushed water into the urinal with so much pressure that it sprayed the contents of the full urinal all the way up into my face. I was spitting and sputtering in disgust. I was glad that I had a towel draped around my neck for I was able to quickly wipe my face off.
Within an hour of relating this incident to Amber I was helping Aylee clean up from a chore/job that she did to earn some money. She was cleaning the outside refrigerator in garage. A few months ago, Alayna had taken some blue snow cone syrup and mixed it with some egg yolks from eggs she had broken and made some nasty, hard blue/yellow concoction in the bottom of the fridge. We ahve avoided that mess for quite some time, so when Aylee wanted to know what to do to earn money, we pointed her in that direction. Aylee had just finished and asked if I would dump the durty water from the mop bucket into the toilet. As I was dumping the water, I heard a deeper plop sound go into the toilet. It appears Aylee accidently left one large wash cloth in the bucket which went into the toilet and clogged up the toilet. Hoping to extract the cloth rather than send it to the ocean with all of this year's dead pet fish, I had to stick my hand into the toilet and into the trap searching for the cloth. After a little time I realized that it was of no use. I had to withdraw my soaking hand with toilet water dripping off of it and use the plunger to get the water flowing again.
So, I guess you would say that my day was rather down the drain by that point.