Disgusting public toilets

beerguts

Just used a public restroom at a topaz in Galway and some scummy ****er has not flushed the toilet. I can usually hack that but the worst part was that they must have had hameroids as with the ****e the back of the bowl was covered in bright red blood. ****er just wiped and left it like that with I guess was no attempt to flush it.
I was too embarrassed to tell someone working there as I didn't want to be associated with it.Some people😰

Qrt

beerguts wrote: »

Just used a public restroom at a topaz in Galway and some scummy ****er has not flushed the toilet. I can usually hack that but the worst part was that they must have had hameroids as with the ****e the back of the bowl was covered in bright red blood. ****er just wiped and left it like that with I guess was no attempt to flush it.
I was too embarrassed to tell someone working there as I didn't want to be associated with it.Some people😰

Beerguts…sure it wasn’t you?

Normal One

Restroom? I usually just go on the sidewalk, you miss the old faucet tho

beerguts

Qrt wrote: »

Beerguts…sure it wasn’t you?

😠No I am still in the car thinking where can I go now to see unload. Anybody have a suggestion my bowels will greatly appreciate it.

NoLuckLarry

Don’t know about the rest of you but the last thing I’d be doing in a public toilet is forensically examining the contents of the bowl.

beerguts

NoLuckLarry wrote: »

Don’t know about the rest of you but the last thing I’d be doing in a public toilet is forensically examining the contents of the bowl.

Hard to miss it. If I ploughed on who knows I could have got hepatitis from it

EmmetSpiceland

beerguts wrote: »

Just used a public restroom at a topaz in Galway and some scummy ****er has not flushed the toilet. I can usually hack that but the worst part was that they must have had hameroids as with the ****e the back of the bowl was covered in bright red blood. ****er just wiped and left it like that with I guess was no attempt to flush it.
I was too embarrassed to tell someone working there as I didn't want to be associated with it.Some people😰

Terrible “etiquette”, on their part.

murpho999

Why would you be embarrassed telling a staff member about something that someone else did?

Also, who in Ireland says "resttoom"?

EmmetSpiceland

murpho999 wrote: »

Why would you be embarrassed telling a staff member about something that someone else did?

Also, who in Ireland says "resttoom"?

Have you ever heard of the old adage ‘whoever smelt it dealt it’? Same applies for horrific bathroom messes.

You really don’t want to be associating yourself with something like that.

stoneill

Durty culchie sh1te all over the place.

whisky_galore

Didn't have a nice rest in that room?

It's a fcukin toilet.

Dtp1979

Did you complain to the bathroom attendant who was handing out paper towels after he splashed you with aftershave?

Gregor Samsa

Went into the jacks in work one day, and there was a tapeworm in the toilet bowl from the person before me. I've been to plenty of festivals; used rancid portaloos and roofless compostable pit toilets, but this was the one thing that actually traumatised me.

the_pen_turner

OP . If that's the worst thing you see in a public toilet your not doing to bad.
I used to work with an electrician that had a contract for changing out lights in toilets. Some 9f the things you would see were crazy. Especially the womens . Some people are animals

SEPT 23 1989

They probably ate a dodgy peanut butter and jelly sandwich

Ubbquittious

SEPT 23 1989 wrote: »

They probably ate a dodgy peanut butter and jelly sandwich

Had the wrong type of 'erbs in it

beerguts

murpho999 wrote: »

Why would you be embarrassed telling a staff member about something that someone else did?

Also, who in Ireland says "resttoom"?

Never even realised I had called it the restroom. Back in the day it was always the ****ter or jacks. But americanisims have definitely crept into my language unfortunately.

The poster that saw the tapeworm wins the most disturbing boost. I would need a bottle of whiskey to get over that

TheValeyard

Yeah the ones around Howth by the pier are awful. You'd have to use hand sanitiser to clean your hands after you've washed them!

Bobblehats

beerguts wrote: »

The poster that saw the tapeworm wins the most disturbing boost. I would need a bottle of whiskey to get over that

I’ve drunk from the occasional shrine; with the odd worm wriggling about but this is different

ShatterAlan

beerguts wrote: »

😠No I am still in the car thinking where can I go now to see unload. Anybody have a suggestion my bowels will greatly appreciate it.

Might I suggest the Meyrich Hotel in Eyre Square. You'll be greeted with a pristine facility in which to evacuate your bowels. Nice pint afterwards.

beerguts

ShatterAlan wrote: »

Might I suggest the Meyrich Hotel in Eyre Square. You'll be greeted with a pristine facility in which to evacuate your bowels. Nice pint afterwards.

It's ok I managed to make it to the apple green on tuam road. Made my deposit and then left the place in a respectable state on leaving. The I had one of those 3!in 1 rice jowls from chop sticks. Might need a dukp soon

punisher5112

I bring my own antibacterial wipes, anything I touch I clean before hand.....

EmmetSpiceland

punisher5112 wrote: »

I bring my own antibacterial wipes, anything I touch I clean before hand.....

Just be sure to not confuse them with a wet toilet wipe. Only going to end in tears, and some sharp “ring sting”.

I saw sh1t smeared on the wall of the cubicle in Dublin Zoo. Also in my local in the way before time when we had locals; of course when I came out of the cubicle one of the bar staff was waiting to go in, and I was stuck between shouting"I didn't smear sh1t on the walls in there!" or just letting her guess that I hadn't done it.

The worst public toilets I encountered where on the Marin County side of the Golden Gate Bridge, on a summer evening. They were absolutely disgusting. Even walking across the floor made me feel ill. Anyone else had the experience?

punisher5112

EmmetSpiceland wrote: »

Just be sure to not confuse them with a wet toilet wipe. Only going to end in tears, and some sharp “ring sting”.

No very sensible, I dispose of in bin....

lintdrummer

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I saw sh1t smeared on the wall of the cubicle in Dublin Zoo. Also in my local in the way before time when we had locals; of course when I came out of the cubicle one of the bar staff was waiting to go in, and I was stuck between shouting"I didn't smear sh1t on the walls in there!" or just letting her guess that I hadn't done it.

The worst public toilets I encountered where on the Marin County side of the Golden Gate Bridge, on a summer evening. They were absolutely disgusting. Even walking across the floor made me feel ill. Anyone else had the experience?

Cycled over to Sausalito a couple of times but luckily never stopped at the public toilets! Where are they, at the viewing point?

punisher5112

Mental issues or drugs tend to be major factor towards people leaving places as such....

Gregor Samsa

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I saw sh1t smeared on the wall of the cubicle in Dublin Zoo.

Animals!

Archeron

The toilets in Busaras in Dublin will always have a special place in my nightmares. Even as an adult I hate having to use it.

Descend two sets of stairs in the far corner and arrive in a long creepy room full of steel lockers, which you know at least one has a human head inside. The light is that weird dull yellow that throws shadows everywhere like in murder movies from the 90s. Into the next room for the actual toilets and you are greeted by a row of about 60 urinals, all seeming too close to the next. The row is so long you can barely see the end in the yellow light, but you are certain there is somebody standing there at the very end. A dark motionless figure.

Next to that is the cubicles, one door open and a view of the seat missing stained bowl with wet bog roll on the floor, the other door shut and horrible hellish sounds coming from inside.

You wash your hands, dry them in your trousers as you look in the phlegm stained mirror to make sure Mr creepy distant urinal man isn't behind you, then ascend the stairs back to real life.

It has an atmosphere that sticks to your clothes and follows you home.

Archeron

Archeron wrote: »

The toilets in Busaras in Dublin will always have a special place in my nightmares. Even as an adult I hate having to use it.

Descend two sets of stairs in the far corner and arrive in a long creepy room full of steel lockers, which you know at least one has a human head inside. The light is that weird dull yellow that throws shadows everywhere like in murder movies from the 90s. Into the next room for the actual toilets and you are greeted by a row of about 60 urinals, all seeming too close to the next. The row is so long you can barely see the end in the yellow light, but you are certain there is somebody standing there at the very end. A dark motionless figure.

Next to that is the cubicles, one door open and a view of the seat missing stained bowl with wet bog roll on the floor, the other door shut and horrible hellish sounds coming from inside.

You wash your hands, dry them in your trousers as you look in the phlegm stained mirror to make sure Mr creepy distant urinal man isn't behind you, then ascend the stairs back to real life.

It has an atmosphere that sticks to your clothes and follows you home.

The kind of toilet, which makes a great horror film scene, the only thing missing is the rising crescendo menacing music score.

Sgt Hartman

Archeron wrote: »

The toilets in Busaras in Dublin will always have a special place in my nightmares. Even as an adult I hate having to use it.

Descend two sets of stairs in the far corner and arrive in a long creepy room full of steel lockers, which you know at least one has a human head inside. The light is that weird dull yellow that throws shadows everywhere like in murder movies from the 90s. Into the next room for the actual toilets and you are greeted by a row of about 60 urinals, all seeming too close to the next. The row is so long you can barely see the end in the yellow light, but you are certain there is somebody standing there at the very end. A dark motionless figure.

Next to that is the cubicles, one door open and a view of the seat missing stained bowl with wet bog roll on the floor, the other door shut and horrible hellish sounds coming from inside.

You wash your hands, dry them in your trousers as you look in the phlegm stained mirror to make sure Mr creepy distant urinal man isn't behind you, then ascend the stairs back to real life.

It has an atmosphere that sticks to your clothes and follows you home.

The smell from the toilets in Busáras must originate from Hell itself. It's like a mixture of rotten fish, rotten turnips and rancid cabbage. The last time I used the toilets there the smell was so bad I ran out of the place empty reaching before I even pulled my zipper down.

How that toilet wasn't closed down years ago for health and safety reasons I'll never know.

Dr. Bre

Make sure you hover in a public toilet - never sit down

Burt Renaults

I'm very fortunate - I never witness stuff like this because I never need to use the toilet when I'm out anywhere. Literally can't remember the last time I had the misfortune of visiting a public toilet.

Government buildings

A quick poll.... I wonder how many people attempt a general cleanup of the walls and floors of the public toilets after the explosion of loose faecal matter left by the previous guest, for fear of being blamed for their appalling condition by the next unfortunate user?

beerguts

Government buildings wrote: »

A quick poll.... I wonder how many people attempt a general cleanup of the walls and floors of the public toilets after the explosion of loose faecal matter left by the previous guest, for fear of being blamed for their appalling condition by the next unfortunate user?

Jesus no. If the public bathroom has a toilet brush it is the last thing I would ever lay my hand on. I would be afraid that the local pervert would have inserted the stick end by holding the **** cover brush into him/herself for their jollies. There is some right ducked up around.

BrianD3

The tapeworm story is vile, good stuff! I say this as someone who had a a few episodes of worms when I was a kid, was ****ting out what looked like rice. Think of that next time you are tucking into some of Uncle Ben's finest

The blood story is also good. I wonder if men are more put out by seeing blood in a toilet than women are as women are more used to it for obvious reasons.

I think women can be as disgusting as men but mainly because of "man utd playing at home" issues rather than sh*te issues. I well remember when I was in college and was in a digs with a girl who never left the toilet dirty but on a few occasions forgot to dispose of her used "jam rags". I'd go into the bathroom and there would be one sitting proudly on the side of the bath.

Not sure why I clicked a thread titled "Disgusting public toilets" but sure look, here we are

JupiterKid

I can attest that the public conveniences available at the Market Cross shopping centre in Kilkenny are as clean as a whistle.

Maybe try there next time OP?

lintdrummer

lintdrummer wrote: »

Cycled over to Sausalito a couple of times but luckily never stopped at the public toilets! Where are they, at the viewing point?

Yeah at the viewing point, literally just over the bridge. Apparently not just an unlucky day when I visited, they're famously disgusting.

Just assuming that they are only cleaned at night then left all day.

BrianD3

BrianD3 wrote: »

The tapeworm story is vile, good stuff! I say this as someone who had a a few episodes of worms when I was a kid, was ****ting out what looked like rice. Think of that next time you are tucking into some of Uncle Ben's finest

The blood story is also good. I wonder if men are more put out by seeing blood in a toilet than women are as women are more used to it for obvious reasons.

I think women can be as disgusting as men but mainly because of "man utd playing at home" issues rather than sh*te issues. I well remember when I was in college and was in a digs with a girl who never left the toilet dirty but on a few occasions forgot to dispose of her used "jam rags". I'd go into the bathroom and there would be one sitting proudly on the side of the bath.

Not accidentally either, all too common to find them stuck to the walls in a cubicle, or tampons thrown on the floor.

Purple Mountain

[Deleted User] wrote: »

Not accidentally either, all too common to find them stuck to the walls in a cubicle, or tampons thrown on the floor.

Im sorry but as a woman, I can tell you I have never ever seen or heard of this before.
I call BS.

Jacob13

I scutterd meself at a house party, after kipping on the floor in the sitting room. Woke up in the middle of it but couldn't stop it and fell back asleep. Jasas ha.

Purple Mountain

Purple Mountain wrote: »

Im sorry but as a woman, I can tell you I have never ever seen or heard of this before.
I call BS.

Try the Martello in Bray (when late bars reopen).

Bobblehats

Deleted User wrote: »

Try the Martello in Bray (when late bars reopen).

Or the Pump House, in Kilkenny I urge anyone in the proximity to have a goo there

KungPao

Secondary school jacks were a great laugh. **** smeared on the wall, roll of jacks paper thrown into the water closet. Paper holder ripped off the wall, “Steo is a bender” and poor quality cock and balls drawings with a dotted line representing ejaculate, pissy floor.

Good times.

BrianD3

KungPao wrote: »

poor quality cock and balls drawings with a dotted line representing ejaculate, pissy floor.

You got away lightly if you only saw a drawing of an ejaculation! On a couple of occasions I've seen fresh white ropes on the floor and walls. E.g. went into the cubicle after a fat lad, first thing is the stink of arse sweat and cock cheese, seemed like he had been exerting himself which was confirmed b the "present" left on the floor.

One other curious thing is the blocking of toilets with a dense plug of toilet paper. Happened a lot in college. My mate was adamant that it was scumbags doing it deliberately hoping that someone would sh*t on top of the blockage, flush and then flood the place with sh*tty water. Or alternatively not flush and leave a stinking pile.

cml387

I try to stop reading, but some strange compulsion keeps me here.

beerguts

A girl I worked with told me about a horror show in her last job she encountered on a Sunday morning. While cleaning up a pub before opening in the women's jacks a tampon was left in the bowl and the woman had then shat on top of it and used a ton of toilet paper. It was blocked bad so she rang the owner he told her to use the mop to plunge it out. It worked so she cleaned up and threw the mop into the skip and bought another mop from a shop in the town. Owner came in later and asked her why was there a new mop and where was the old one gone. He thought she should have rinsed it out under an outside tap and they would have got more use of it. The place used to serve sandwiches as well.
****ing place has closed since but Jesus imagine a man bringing the family is n for a Sunday drink and a toddler crawling on that floor!!
Anyways that's the last of my toilet horror stories

My parents ran a restaurant/bar in the West of Ireland back in the 90’s. I was a teenager at the time, and you’d get the odd ‘code red’ when it came to the toilets. This was mostly kids taking a shït on the floor, the odd abandoned set of y-fronts tucked in behind the toilet, and the occasional gee bullet thrown on the floor.

You’d get used to it. However we had one incident of ‘top decking’. This is a deliberate act of fecoterrorism where someone removes the lid on the cistern, and defecates into the water tank. This disgusting act cost us hundreds of pounds at the time - replacing the cistern, plumber callout, free meal for the poor guy who was the next to flush after the incident, rumours around the village.

We didn’t have CCTV at the time, but always suspected it was actually a Guinness Rep who my father really didn’t like. The constituency of the cistern stool indicated a heavy stout drinker.


Getting sick here even thinking about it.

Aglomerado

One of my worst experiences is really needing the toilet in a train station and nearly stepping in a poo that was lying steaming on the floor.
I have seen used feminine hygiene products stuck to cubicle walls too, despite the proper bin being provided. :mad:

Gregor Samsa

Not a toilet story per say, but when I was in the National College of Art and Design there was consternation one night. A cleaning lady had gone into the women’s jacks on our floor and discovered a mass of blood, mucus and jelly-like flesh sitting in one of the sinks.

Assuming still-birth foetus, complete with placenta and umbilical cord, she screamed, nearly fainted and called for her colleagues (all of which attracted a crowd of students) who were in the middle of phoning 999 when a girl from the Textiles department sheepishly came forward. Turns out it was sheep’s intestines, and the student had left them in the sink for a few hours to drain of their juices as she was planning on using them to make an interesting print on some fabric.