Wednesday, 12 November 2008

"Tell Me Why" - Beatles, 1964

We have these squirty deodorizer contraptions up on the wall in our toilets in our Oxford office...



I think the one in the "Ladies" has it in for me. Tell me why I get blasted with that foul-smelling deodorizer almost once every day? Argh...

Surely I don't smell that awful?

Janet

5 Comments:

At 12 November, 2008 17:30 , Blogger Heather said...

I'm having a bit of a chuckle picturing someone walking in on you taking a picture in the bathroom. Just what would your explanation have been - "I'm taking pictures for my blog"?

 
At 12 November, 2008 20:08 , Blogger Janet said...

Heather, luckily for me, it's a one-at-a-timer. So I was able to sneak in and out with my little camera in my pocket!

But had it been larger...yeah, I'd probably just calmly say that I was taking photos for my blog. And then I'd run!

 
At 12 November, 2008 23:20 , Blogger Gnightgirl said...

I hate those things; we used to have one at my workplace, and I swore the thing was out to get me also.

Same for the produce water sprinklers in the grocery store, every time I go to grab a green onion, I get a shower!

 
At 13 November, 2008 14:50 , Blogger bronx boy said...

Now you just need to sneak into the gents and take a photo :-)

 
At 23 November, 2008 23:35 , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I know for a fact there isn't one in the gents room. But I may have missed. The hand soap, though, is divine.

 

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