Bathroom conversations. They gotta stop.
Here’s a poem I wrote for you all: The restroom is a dirty, disgusting place, where people put their waste.
Fin.
Please don’t linger in there. Get in, get out. If you need to gossip, go to the commons, the cafeteria, the library, stand right in front of your teacher, I don’t care. Just do not, DO NOT, stand in the bathrooms. I can’t speak for the men’s room in this situation, but I can speak for the ladies. The madness has got to stop. You have the power.
If it helps, pretend like there’s a deadly pathogen in the air and you want to inhale as little as possible. Just forget that concept when you’re washing your hands. Put it completely out of your mind. Do your thang, you wash your hands as long as you like, friends.
Bathroom etiquette:
Always pretend you can’t hear someone when they’re actually going to the bathroom.
Lock the stall door.
Read the graffiti because it’s hilarious.
Flush.
Wash your hands always always always.
Don’t block the exit.
Sarah says you are now ready to take on any bathroom ever. You’re welcome.
Katie Hoglin • Oct 25, 2013 at 10:48 am
Hi Sarah,
You really know how to write an intriguing story. Pulling people in to your writing is effortless and your article is very interesting and also very true. I agree when you say that you should, “Get in, get out”. The bathrooms smell, and yes, go to the commons to talk with your friends not the bathroom.
Again, very nice.