Coming from a girl who's residence hall has communal restrooms, I've never had the privilege of experiencing a shared bathroom. It's been about a month since I've moved in and my shower caddy has become my best friend. In fact, the idea of having my own toilet to do what I may in is almost a foreign concept!
But alas, not all is as it may seem in the land of shared baths. One avid Odyssey reader approached me earlier with a series of screenshots and R.A. email forwards that seemed too good to only send to my mom for laughs.
It all started on move-in day. Bright eyed and bushy tailed, our protagonist, let's call her Becca, was fluffing her duvet when suddenly her mother called from the joint bathroom. Was it perhaps a gift left for her and the other new move-ins Becca wondered. Nay, it was toilet paper covered in feces that lay at the bottom of their shared trashcan.
Alongside the piles of hair that would soon be discovered tangled among their shower drain, a few weeks into the quarter, Becca and her roommates officially had enough.
As luck would have it, the suite-mates next door seemed to mysteriously vanish every time the bathroom topic would arise. Doors would be left unanswered and text messages left on 'read.' Opting for the most diplomatic option left next to calling in higher authority, Becca and her roommates left post-it notes in hopes their neighbors would comply with their tactful bathroom habits.
Photos submitted by "Becca"
Following the notes, a series of text messages followed.
Screenshots from "Becca"
One of my personal favorites is the question regarding air freshener. If your entire bathroom and eventually bedroom smell of number two waste, I too would be curious to know what brand of spray to purchase. Further suite mate turmoils are discussed in the email I was forwarded to by our anonymous Odyssey fan, which can be read below. One can only hope that the R.A. meeting following such a fiasco ended with a compromise.
Email from "Becca"
