NB: For the purpose of this article we shall use the term Toilet or Loo as opposed to a restroom.
One of the things I always look out for in any place I am going to live or spend a long time in is THE TOILET. I know you are wondering why.
The struggle to find a clean decent public toilet is REEEEAAAAL. I tell you! There is nothing as heartbreaking as going to an event or outing and you cannot find a clean toilet to ease yourself. This kinda explains why some people just do it in one corner and everywhere ends up smelling.
I always find it hard to cope in places where there isn’t access to clean toilets even if it is not so clean at least let it will be manageable and pleeeeaaasssseeee have water, it is very essential. In all those days in secondary school and university I couldn’t do the famed shot-put because my body always had a way of shutting down – nothing just comes out – no matter how hard I tried. As a coping mechanism, I made friends with a guy who had his own place off-campus, so I became co-tenant and shareholder because of…toilet.
When I got to NYSC camp. Kai! I suffered. For the three weeks I was there, no clean toilet at all. I cannot recall ever using the loo aside the usual number 1, number 2 was reserved for days I had hustled to use the clinic toilets or left camp for my other personal rendezvous.
What about when I started working? The hustle for clean and accessible toilet continued and is still continuing. The first few months I started work, I had to take a cab to a fast food joint around my office to use the loo or go a long mile to my aunt’s office. I even had to make friends with the manager of the car pack facility so I could use their privately managed restrooms. I frequented that place so much that the man started calling me his wife and asked me on a date. Abeg o!!! Na toilet I dey come use ooo I no need boyfriend. I eventually had to reduce my toiletly visits in order to avoid stories that touch.
The lengths I have gone eh…what of when I became a frequent toilet customer at a fast food joint that one of the sales girls asked me “Aunty, you no go buy something today?” I had to buy something so that I would not be turned back when next I go there.
I stay in the Northern part of the country which is famous for its heat waves and I need to stay hydrated. So staying hydrated means going to the loo often. Going to the loo means managing the office toilets or going to the fast-food joint or going to meet mister lover boy.
Don’t get me wrong, the toilets in my office can be clean sometimes and water go just full everywhere but most times it is horrible, especially when there is no electricity. No electricity equals no water which in turn means no toilet.
I know of people who have resorted to extreme measures just to find relief. A colleague of mine told me she had to pee in a bottle and carry home to dispose of it? My mouth was as wide as yours when she told me. I couldn’t believe it. I have heard other ridiculous stories and believe me you don’t want to know.
Due to the many infections that one could get from using barely clean public toilets, as a rule of thumb, I always carry my disinfectant liquid and bleach in small travel bottles in case the toilet no just make sense. That way I can adequately annihilate any unseen infection-causing bacteria.
All I am saying is let there be clean public toilets and good management of them. And when you use them please and please keep it clean for the next person. I don’t want to see things I cannot “unsee” and smell things I cannot “unsmell”. Thanks.
I know that we all have had our fair share of bad toilet days, so I’ll love to read your experiences and comments. I will also respond to them. Thank you.