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I bet you'd never have figured this out on your own, especially since you all seem pretty confused about plumbing.
You see Claire, I take that sign as a one-two sobriety punch.
Urinals and toilets are served with grey water = Your face is close enough to the porcelain god that you can see the water is clearly grey; that is, until you turn it red/orange/yellow/pizza-colored.
Do not drink = Do not drink
It's all about seeing the wine glass instead of the bald unisex kissers.
I wish you posted this earlier... Now I feel sick.
Oh, come on, don't be a fastidious hypochondriac ninny, we're used to it. I figure as long as I don't actually see an animal carcass flowing whole out of my faucet, it will do me no harm.
It's my understanding that the animal carcass is the most nutritional part of the toilet water.
Obviously this sign was intended for dogs; even when water fountains are available, they insist on drinking from the toilet. Must be that animal carcass goodness that they love.
I always get my "grey water" on the side.
It depends on which species comes out.
Reminds me of one of my favorite signs:
What were you doing on Capitol Hill , testifying ?
Didn't the police have a problem with you snapping pictures like that ?
Did they put in Braille for the seeing eye dogs?
Funniest aspect to this are the comments after the story. Also, color me confused, but I thought with most fluorescents, the largest energy use was turning them on. Once the ballast has warmed the gas inside the tubes, it is cheaper just to leave them on all day, rather than continually flipping the switch.
Wonder who the guy was who actually drank from the urinal and got caught while doing it. What was his explanation? "Sorry, didn't know your urinals don't contain drinking water."?
The signs are quite necessary, but are in the wrong language. The message needs to be posted in every language spoken by people from cultures without indoor plumbing, including Russian. Imagine poor little *!an-!go, taking a big gulp of grey water from what he thought was a magical spring. How can we, as civilised people, not take steps to prevent that horror?
Well. You know what they say about conservatives and fences. The sign must have been put there for a reason.
Claire: Thanks so much for the public service. Could you help me with Charlie, my Wheaton Terrier, who, despite many warnings, continues to think the toilet is his drinking bowl? We have a strict toilet-lid-down policy in our home, though Charlie apparently has a sixth sense that lets him know when the policy has not been followed. So far he's thriving.
Good thing I'm a toilet bowl half-full kinda guy.
"You bob for apples in the toilet.......and you like it!"
You've been raiding the men's room toilet paper supply again, Claire. You've been warned once before.
The Road to Slurpdom
Back in my college days, I cleaned bathrooms to make money to be able to go to college. I hated cleaning the men's restrooms because some yahoos would invariably put gum in the urinals. And guess who had to fish the gum out? I so got sick and tired of the whole gum in the urinals routine that I decided to make signs and post them over each urinal. They read, "Stop putting gum in the unirnals! If you don't, I'll hunt you down and make you eat every piece of gum I find!" The signs actually stayed up for about a week until the president of the college was asked about the signs by a visiting dignitary.
I didn't have that job very long. The whole urinal signage coupled with my penchant for singing whilst working (just love the acoustics in bathrooms!) during class time (who knew those bathrooms were like giant speaker systems?) spelled doom for my career as a "lavatory engineer."
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