Toothpaste Like Caulk

I've never heard of toothpaste going bad. Yes, maybe if it falls into a box, is taken to the attic, and sets there for 10 years, probably then it wouldn't be any good. But just setting on the counter in the bathroom for a couple months? I've never heard of that.

But it happened. We had some Colgate toothpaste, two tubes that we were using. We basically got one real low, then I don't know how it happened -- we were on a trip or something and took the fuller one, then we kept using it, to the neglect of the other. The other set there no more than a couple months, around that.

The fuller one, as these things happen, became the less full one in time and that left the less full one to now be the fuller one. I started to use the new fuller one and guess what, the toothpaste had hardened to the point that I had to squeeze it with all my might, then just to get a very firm chunk of toothpaste that fell off the toothbrush. It landed with a plop. I tried another one and got the same thing. I tried to use the second piece and it had difficulty in there. Meaning I had to take drastic measures and throw the whole thing away.

This stuff was like the caulk that you use to seal up your bathtub. Although I'm thinking it would not have sustained itself if used like actual caulk.

C'mon, Colgate. What are you putting in your toothpaste. Another couple months and I would have had "Chalk In A Tube"

Emergency TP

We've been having trouble keeping the bathrooms stocked with enough toilet paper. If you're downstairs, there's not any. Then if you're upstairs, there's not any. We buy a big thing of 24 rolls -- or you can get 12 double rolls. But then somehow they're not evenly distributed.

My big solution is to put a couple behind glass with a little hammer. Break glass in case of emergency. But then of course I need a little whisk broom and dustpan behind another glass case, to break in case there's broken glass in the area.

A Terrible Admission

I hurry by public bathrooms when I hear the toilet flushing. I don't want anyone stepping out and it looks like I'm standing outside listening for whatever. I'm definitely not. I don't want to hear it, see it, smell it, anything.

I'm funny that way. Plus, I'd prefer not even to be in a bathroom out in public. It's a terrible feeling to have to walk in one. It's like admitting you have body parts and it just feeds people's imagination.

The Smells Of Life

Someone I know today said he thought there was "a hot smell" in the men's bathroom of a place.

This is going to be unpleasant, I would expect, because it means I need to go into the men's bathroom and start sniffing. There's hardly anything in the men's bathroom that could be on fire, but if there is, I'm fully prepared to put it out anyway I can. Fully prepared.

So I went in, and I'm sniffing. I've recently had some nose problems, smelling things that other people can't smell, etc., so I'm already dubious going in that I'm going to be able to identify it. But I can smell something right away, but it doesn't smell hot or burning.

It smelled like one of those cakes of deodorizer that they put in a urinal. But it seemed like it must be emanating from a room deodorizer that was up on a shelf. Why we've never noticed it before, I don't know. He reached and got it and held it to my nose. It definitely didn't smell great, but I think it was doing the job it was meant to do.

The smell could've been something out of the urinal as well. Who knows how well it gets flushed? Or even if every person who goes in there bothers to flush it.