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An explanation of The Joy Division Litmus Test
Although it may now be lost in the mysts of thyme, the poll below is still relevant to this blog. In the winter of 2008, Mele and I went to live in Queensland. In order to survive, I bluffed my way into a job at a Coffee Club.
It was quite a reasonable place to work: the hours were regular, the staff were quite nice, it wasn't particularly taxing on my brain.
There were a few downsides: In the six weeks or so that I worked there, there was about a 90% staff turnover (contributed to by my leaving). This wasn't seen as a result of the low pay, the laughability of staff prices or the practice of not distributing tips to staff, rather it was blamed on the lack of work ethic among Bribie Island's youth.
However, one of the stranger aspects of the cultural isolation that touched our lives during our time "up there" was the fact that nobody at my work had heard of the band Joy Division.
The full explanation is available here.
But please, interact a little further and vote in my ongoing poll. The results are slowly mounting up, proving one thing: people read this blog are more well-informed about Joy Division than anyone who works at the Coffee Club on Bribie Island.
It was quite a reasonable place to work: the hours were regular, the staff were quite nice, it wasn't particularly taxing on my brain.
There were a few downsides: In the six weeks or so that I worked there, there was about a 90% staff turnover (contributed to by my leaving). This wasn't seen as a result of the low pay, the laughability of staff prices or the practice of not distributing tips to staff, rather it was blamed on the lack of work ethic among Bribie Island's youth.
However, one of the stranger aspects of the cultural isolation that touched our lives during our time "up there" was the fact that nobody at my work had heard of the band Joy Division.
The full explanation is available here.
But please, interact a little further and vote in my ongoing poll. The results are slowly mounting up, proving one thing: people read this blog are more well-informed about Joy Division than anyone who works at the Coffee Club on Bribie Island.
Toilet seats are like a picture frame for your poo.
ReplyDeleteThe hardest part is signing your work.
ReplyDeleteConfucius = Franzy..?
ReplyDeleteI believe very strongly that toilet seats should be left down because men can either sit or stand but women can only sit and therefore sitting wins
ReplyDeleteShippy - Confucius say premature comparison result in long month of regret.
ReplyDeleteSquib - But women can stand and pee at the same time!
Not into a toilet bowl we can't
ReplyDeleteYeah, it's tough. Even with years of practise, I still sprinkle a bit.
ReplyDeleteAh Franzy, methinks you've expressed this sentiment (and I'm not talking about your drops, or signing your name) before???
ReplyDeleteMe thinks you're right! An observation worth making though, yeah?
ReplyDeleteI've often wondered why we men have to remember to put the toilet seat down. why don't women have to remember to put it up??
ReplyDeleteMostly we women prefer the seat down because it looks neater that way, and even more neat if the lid is also down. For myself I don't care so much as long as the seat is clean and dry when I have to touch it.
ReplyDeleteYes, all good comments, but does anyone put the lid down before they flush to contain all the particulate matter floating around the otherwise visually inspected clean out house?
ReplyDeleteOr do you watch to make sure you're not the one leaving the ship sailing for others to bombard with such accuracy that could only be described as 'needle in a heystack' technique?
out-house
ReplyDeletehaystack
even...
We're using the toilet now? What happened to the sink?
ReplyDeleteTom - That's always been my contention. Not that I've ever had to actually fight with anyone on this, but I'm always surprised when the argument does come up because it seems like the fair thing for a man putting the seat down after they pee would be for a woman to lift it when she is finished also. Politeness, common courtesy, respect, etc. Or we could just continue adjusting to our respective needs beforehand. I find it particularly fascinating because it's sort of like a microcosmic version of the equality conundrum right there; if we could solve this problem then everything else pertaining to equality for men and women would just fall into place.
ReplyDeleteBut ah, ahem. Thanks for your comment, Tom. Please return and I promise less examination of your answers from now on.
*switches off mic, fades house lights, puts cat out*
River - I disagree. I think it looks neater with the lid up! (Please see above comment for eventual futility of ensuing debate). I reckon the only answer is a small hydrolic actuator that returns the seat to a perfect 45 degree angle after each flush, necessitating pre-pee activity by both sexes for both activities.
GENIUS!
Shippy - I leave it open. Fuck it. Let the poo fly. That's what my immune system is for. As for the other option, I reckon there's a needle in your haystack ...
Anon - Uh ... shovel?
Adam - It got clogged.
GAH! The toilet seat only needs to be down because you lot have lousy aim! Stick a ping pong ball in there and try to shoot that! THEN you can leave the toilet seat down. Then again, if we have a youngling party here, only the girls use the toilet. The men are more shall we say - enterprising and fertilise my citrus trees!
ReplyDeletePS we can wee and poo at the same time to . . ner ner!
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