If you are eating while reading blogs, you should not read this one right now.
At school we have a main building with the offices and the library and the cafeteria and a swimming pool and most of the classrooms. And then there are some annex buildings on the other side of the parking lot. And then between the main building and the other annex buildings is the art annex building, which is where the ceramic classes and sculpture classes meet. The art annex building has two main classrooms, a big room with ceramic kilns and glass kilns, an office, several closets, a tool room, a saw room, a welding room, several sinks, a water fountain, and a women's restroom and a men's restroom.
These are not big multiple stall restrooms like they have in the main building. These are the kind with one toilet and one sink that you lock behind you when you go in. They are handicap accessible and have hand rails and all of that. Funny that the restrooms are handicap accessible and there are wheelchair ramps, but the classrooms themselves would not be good for someone in a wheelchair. I wonder if we ever got a student in a wheelchair would they build him a new table?
Anyway, there is one women's restroom and one men's restroom. Most of the time, the building is empty. When there is a class there is usually less than twenty people in the building. If there is a ceramics class and a sculpture class going on at the same time, there is usually still less than forty people in the building. For there to be more than forty people in the building there would have to be two classes going on at the same time plus students from another class, visitors, and/or maintenance staff. So the original plan for the building was to only have the one restroom, but people didn't really like that idea. So now there is one women's restroom, and one men's restroom. And if there's maintenance that needs to be done or some emergency, the men could use the women's restroom, or the women could use the men's restroom.
Friday, everyone was using the women's restroom.
The men's restroom was just fine early on Friday morning. At some point after about 9am, someone put shit on the walls. Not graffiti. Literally, shit.
So no one wanted to go in there after that.
Technically, it wasn't our class time. Our teacher was in the building from 9 til 11 and in the afternoon from 1 to 5 for office hours. There were a couple of us around trying to get extra work done, but we're pretty sure that it wasn't one of us. We're pretty sure that it wasn't our teacher, or anybody else's teacher. We're pretty sure that it wasn't a woman. We're pretty sure that it wasn't anyone on the maintenance staff, since they're the ones who would have to clean it up.
I did not go look at it. Someone who did asked "How did they get it up that high?" I don't want know, and I don't want to see it in order to formulate a theory.
One of the maintenance guys teased the teacher that it must have been someone he gave a bad grade that morning. Only it wasn't his class that morning, so he hadn't given anyone a bad grade. It must have been someone in that other class with that other teacher.
Can't imagine doing anything like that, even over a bad grade. Besides, the other teacher is a woman, and vandalizing the men's room isn't going to inconvenience her. Really, the person this is going to annoy the most is the maintenance guy who gets the job of cleaning up the mess. Did someone really do that to annoy the maintenance guys? Even if you hate the maintenance guys, it just can't be worth the risk of getting caught doing something so embarrassing.
The other bit of vandalism I saw was at a neighbor's house yesterday. Someone tossed a concrete support onto her car and broke her windshield. I do not know her very well, and I have no theories on that one.
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OK that is utterly disqusting. Some people can be pigs.
I can relate to both of your stories...
I used to work in a restaurant and I was a kitchen guy during the week. Kitchen guy gets to handle bathroom emergencies. I once asked the very question you posted, "how did it get up that high, were they doing jumping jacks or something"...pretty gross and funny at the same time.
The second thing you mentioned was the broken windshield. I have had this done to me before. Apparently, a girl I had broken up with, was not convinced of this happening. She continued to follow around looking for me. She found me and my car at another girl's house (I was justified, we were broken up). She decided that my wind shield should be broken up, with a cinder block and four flats...great girl, can't figure out why I broke it off with her?
There are some seriously weird people out there.
Over the years, I've had a lot of teachers who were full of shit.
Come to think of it, I've known a lot of students who were, too.
My theory: One of them must have finally exploded.
It's a wonder it doesn't happen more often.
That is gross and just wrong - it is one (very demented) thing to mess up your own bathroom like that but a pubic one? I can't imagine...
Evil-E: ""how did it get up that high, were they doing jumping jacks or something?"
A friend of mine saw something even worse in Washington, DC. His description? "It was like the Flying Wallendas had the hershey squirts".
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