“Mum, someone hit me on my sun tan yesterday….”
Was the comment I had before leaving for work this morning.
Today there was a “toilet situation’ at Birmingham central station. I had 15mins before my train so thought I would use the facilities.
Without going into too much detail here, I flushed and the water rose up….now this was problematic on several accounts.
- There was no loo brush to assist
- I could see feet outside the door indicating there was a queue
- The above person had heard the flush and assumed I was “done”
- I had time against me as my train was due
I stand there and watch the water rising to just under an inch of the toilet lid. I have a dilemma. Do I risk flushing again?!
Am I going to flood Birmingham central and get toxic waste over my new trousers?
I can hear the person outside tutting. I am sweating. I cannot just “ ditch and go” I am trapped.
I stand there and from the corner of my eye I can see a trickle of water slowly going down. I decide to take the risk and flush….
The water rapidly rises, as does my temperature. I envisage a tidal wave crashing over the loo… then relief…. the water goes down! Thank god for that!
I exit the cubicle and do that thing where you try and casually walk out as if nothing happens… until you skid on a stray bit of paper and make yourself look like a tit.
Then the person walks in and promptly walks back out but you pretend not to notice..
I get on the train and decide to open my emails.
I am currently advertising a flat I have to rent. In order to save money, I have done this via Gumtree. A consequence of this is that occasionally you get idiots emailing you with silly questions.
Previously I have had “ Can I fit 4 kids and a dog in the 2 bedroom luxury flat you have?”
Today’s winner is “Veronika” with this beauty….
”Hi there. I’m interested in your flat, but I think the rent is too high. Can you lower it by say £100 and I will consider a viewing?”
My response was short and sweet