They call me Bob

although perhaps distributing copies to everyone in the department was a bit over the top
In an arid country like South Africa, we can ill-afford to waste precious water on stubbornly buoyant turds.

I’m serious. I think it’s time I added the following line to my email footer: Please consider the environment before eating that burrito.

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42 thoughts on “They call me Bob

  1. I’m with young Daisy F: naming & shaming is the only way forward with these selfish layers of the “leaping brown trout.” A “turd monitor” should be appointed for each khazi who is also “master of the flush.” Every time someone pays a number-two visit they are required to summon the monitor to examine the pan. This would also fit in nicely with your excellent plan to reduce paper usage.

    We’re on very ancient septic tanks here. I know whence I speak.

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  2. At least you KNOW who’s leaving turdpitos.
    We have a mystery pooper on our floor. Someone who steals air freshener, leaving the rest of us to die a little each time we enter the restroom.

    And I’ll take 4 “Stop being so damn gross” cards, one for each stall.

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  3. Haha, reminds me of going to a party once at an old hippy friend’s house, that had the following notice to the toilet wall:
    “If its yellow let it mellow, if it’s brown flush it down”

    Maybe this could be adapted somehow for yr workplace? Like by adding, “If it’s left bobbing, the next person will be sobbing…”Or something.

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  4. Life isn’t like a box of chocolates. It’s more like a jar of
    jalapenos. What you do today might burn your ass tomorrow.

    A little extreme, but it might get rid of the offending parties. 😉

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