When I was in elementary school, my sister in-law, Rhonda, wrote a college paper entitled, “How to Flush a Toilet in
As I began to travel, I saw that she was right and that in different countries, there are different bathroom customs. In
Recently here in
Since I am a big advocate of the expression, “When in
As I sat there, I imagined what it would be like if humans were like dogs and smelled each other’s backsides. I laughed a little when I thought of some stranger smelling me and then standing up and saying, “Wow! That smells great! What is that, peach?”
I only sat there for a few seconds because my sole purpose was to test the seat cleaning foam. When I felt I had enough information, I pulled my pants back up. I was about to head back to my apartment when I noticed that my shoes were untied and so I sat back down on the seat and tied them.
When I arrived at the apartment, Heather asked me, “What’s that on your pants?”
“I don’t know,” I answered as I turned around and saw wet marks on my chinos.
When I saw the marks, it occurred to me that when I had sat down on the toilet seat to tie my shoes, that the seat was still a little wet. I felt like a teenage boy who’d been caught smoking in the high school bathroom, but wasn’t ready to give up just yet.
“Oh,” I said. “I must have sat in something.”
“Did you put on some peach moisturizer or lotion?”
I took a whiff and sure enough, I smelled like the seat cleaning foam.
I didn’t know which was worse; telling her that I was trying out seat cleaning foam or that I used peach moisturizer. I improvised.
“Soap. There was some soap at the coffee shop and it must have been scented.”
Although it took a couple of washings to get the scent of peach out of the seat of my pants, I don’t regret my experiment. Now, whenever I enter a bathroom, I will look for all the things that make it different from the one I use at home. Hopefully one day, I will have enough information to write a part two to Rhonda’s paper, entitled, “Around the World in Fifty Flushes.”