Tales of a public restroom: What is your worst public bathroom experience?

I am looking for something beyond out of toilet paper. What horrors have you seen or smelled? Have you ever had to clean a public bathroom?

Let's hear some stories! Asked by Lady_Wolf_is_Lost 49 months ago Similar questions: Tales public restroom worst bathroom experience Home > Home Improvement.

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I have two that both involve rest areas on I-40. Once we were headed to Memphis and it was around 10:00 PM and I really needed to go to the bathroom so I pulled into a rest area close to Jackson. I didn’t even get into the bathroom this time for out in front of the building stood a gentleman in a nice dress shirt and tie carrying a briefcase.

The only problem was that he had on no pants. He did have on boxers but that was it. I sat there in the car debating just how badly I really had to go and decided that I didn’t have to go quite that badly and so I backed up and drove away.

The other experience came at a rest area in Eastern Tennessee. I was in the bathroom minding my own business when this guy comes up to the urinal next to me and as he begins to urinate he also starts to moan. I’m not talking moans of pain here either.It sounded like he was having the best sex that he had ever had and he went on and on and on.

Thankfully I was about finished and I didn’t stop to wash my hands and barely took the time to zip up before I headed to the car just as quickly as my little short fat legs would carry me. I hope that he had fun! Sources: my life .

So nasty... I've seen some clean poublic restrooms, but those don't make a good story The worst public restroom that I have ever been in was a few years back at a night club in San Francisco. We went there for my friends birthday and I eventually had to go to the restroom. After waiting in line for what felt like forever I finally get inside of the door.

The smell was unforgettable, it smelt like something died in there. There were 2 stalls in front of me. The stall on the left was occupied by a girl and her friend (one puking and the other I assume was holding back her hair...that's a good friend).

So, I opened the door to the stall on the right...I stood there looking into the weirdest toilet stall I have ever seen in my life...there were 4 curved steps that led to the toilet up on a platform. I locked the stall door and stepped up onto the first step....then the second...then the 4th, that's right, I said 4th, the 3rd stop was gone, I could look down thru the step at the concrete slab below. At this point I was evaluating how badly I really had to go.

I get up to the platfom and sat on the toilet...it wasn't stable, the toilet rocked...it was freaky (thank goodness there was tp and seat covers). The best part was when I flushed the toilet, I thought it was going to explode, it made noises that I had never come from a toilet before. Between the nasty smell, the puking sounds, the missing step, the rocky toilet and the flushing noises, I escaped the toilet stall without accident and only had to wash my hands...I turned the water on and it was brown...eeewwwwww...so I exited the restroom wihtout washing my hands...I had to walk up to the bar and buy a bottle of water and grab some napkins to wash my hands.

I wasn't surprised when I found out about a month later that the club had been shut down. Sources: person experience .

It wasn't exactly public. It was a boy's locker room restroom in a high school. I was once a school custodian.

I worked 3rd shift in a high school. I was cleaning the gym one night when I heard all sorts of swearing going on. I found my co-worker Tom cursing and punching the wall in the hallway.

He told me that I wouldn't believe what he had to clean. I followed him into the locker room. Oh my gosh!

The freshman football team had played that night. The restroom of that locker room was beyond belief. There were feces covering every surface.

Every wall. Every partition. Every toilet, even under the seat and the handles.

Every urinal. Each sink was coated, top and bottom, and they were clogged and filled with even more. The floor was covered, and there was a pile in the middle that looked like an elephant had been brought in.

The roll towel was pulled out of the dispenser and draped into the full sinks. The mirrors were coated. The stink was overpowering, and we were retching and running for the door.

I told Tom that he should have the school principal see it before it was cleaned. She arrived at 5 AM most mornings, and we worked until 6. He balked at having to save that much work until the end of shift, but I offered to help him after it was duly noted by the principal.

I also cleaned the kitchen area at the school, and I had access to bleach. After the principal (VERY unwillingly) checked out the situation the next morning, Tom and I dumped 2 gallons of bleach all over the floor of the restroom to cover the stench so we could breathe without gagging. We had hoses at the ready, and managed to have it clean within the hour.

We had a third custodian working on our shift, but his idea of "helping" was to gripe and complain that the school should do DNA testing.. sheesh! That was the second-worst cleaning situation I've been involved in. Yes, there was one worse!.

Nice restaurant....and the toilet overflowed It had nothing to do with what I had done. And I yanked up my stockings and tried to exit the ladies' room gracefully as though nothing had happened....with the toilet water close behind..... Some things you never forget. Ripped the heck out of those stockings yanking them up that fast, too!.

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