Fighting Back

Several times a week I'll enter the ladies room and find yet another person sitting in a stall chatting away with someone on their cell phone. It amazes me that people do this. How could the person be so rude to allow their phone conversations to be done where the constant sound of toilets flushing, and body fluids exiting the body exist. Didn't their mothers teach them appropriate behaviors? Oh wait, it's their mothers their talking to on the phone.

My conclusion is this. They don't realize how disgusting their behavior is. I say we remind them by exaggerating noises in the bathroom that will hopefully embarrass them and the person they are talking to. If nothing more, hopefully the person on the other end will insist that they refrain from calling when in such places. So if you find someone chatting away in the stall near you, make some really loud farting noises. We did these noises when we were kids, so reach down into your inner childish self and learn to do it again. If you need to carry around a woopie coushin, do it. Perhaps you could get rid of some extra flem using some exaggerated noisy techniques. As disgusting as this all sounds, at least all these behaviors are somewhat expected while visiting the WC.

Lets get even!

Ops, he did it again.

Yesterday I walked into the ladies room to find a guy standing there with a mop in his hand. This is disturbing because one must enter the ladies room to discover that he's lurking in there.

After the shock of seeing him wore off (about 1 1/2 seconds), I looked away and quickly walked out, thinking that the new cleaning guy must have forgotten to put the "do not enter" sign in front of the door. Harmless mistake?

Perhaps not, as it happened again today.

I find this rather disturbing. If I was a facility cleaner, I can't imagine cleaning the mens room without alerting all the men that I would be in there. This is easily done with those orange/yellow "do not enter" signs.

Does this give anyone else the creeps? Is there a law about this?

Mel's Diary: Potty Training The Cat

Attempt #1: I put the litter box on the toilet to get the cat accustomed to the change. Gave treats every time he used it correctly.

Why it failed: Atticus thought it would be so much fun to show me he knew where the litter box was, and only used it when I was in the bathroom to give him a treat.

Really wish I had some scotchguard.

Attempt #2: Purchased the Kitty Wiz training system. After the purchase, I realized that the plastic seemed rather flimsy. Atticus thought so too, as he used it as a trampoline and broke it within the first 3 hours.

Why it failed: Kitty Wiz is for kittens/cats under 10 lbs (which Atticus is), but mostly for kittens under 1 lb (a much less known fact).

Attempt #3: After talking to Alicia (the pet guru), I raised the litter box a few inches each day to be equal height to the toilet. The idea being that Atticus would jump up on the toilet to access the litter box. The litter box was then switched to a cardboard box with short sides. This is a more stable "Kitty Wiz" approach. Each day the litter was reduced, the sides were cut lower and the small hole in the bottom of the box was cut larger. The idea being that Atticus would eventually start using the hole in the box that dumps into the toilet.

Why it failed: Atticus discovered that he could make the clay kitty litter disappear down the hole, and it never occurred to him that his pooh-pooh could do the same. Thank goodness I caught the problem before I had to call a plumber.

Attempt #4: Found this web site and was dazzled by another method. The idea is that you put a bowl in the toilet with a small amount of kitty litter and reduce it over time. Eventually switch over to water. As long as your cat puts 2-4 feet on the seat, you're in good shape to get it toilet trained.

Why this has almost failed: Atticus puts all 4 feet in the bowl. According to the web site, I'm in trouble.

Now Atticus likes to play in the kitty litter and splash it all over the bathroom.

I think I could cry.