Warning: Big, steamy TMI ahead!
I don't know why I can be more productive on the potty when I've got something to read. That tendency runs in my family, I know, because my mother and grandmother both used their bathrooms as personal libraries. I know it runs in my wife's family, too, as her grandparents have a virtual doctor's office worth of reading material within grabbing distance of the hall toilet. It's not just a guy thing.
Most of the time, it doesn't matter what I've got to read. Sure, a good book or interesting magazine is helpful. But when I feel the need to read and have nothing like that, a can of air freshener is fine. Did you know you're not supposed to crush or incinerate the empty cans? Contents under pressure! At times, that describes me, too!
At work, we store some office supplies in the men's room, such as drinking cups (ewww, that's kind of gross). To demonstrate my lack of reading retention when potted, I can't tell remember everything printed on the box of paper towels, other than it is written in English and French. A sad existance, seeking words to help move along a BM, lemmetellya.
When in a public restroom, which I try to avoid unless absolutely necessary, sometimes there's some pretty good Stall Grafitti. I know who to call for a good time, who loves who, who's apparently gay and a few good jokes that I also can't seem to remember.
At a former job (another newspaper), there were racks in the men's room stalls to hold that day's editions. I was told by female co-workers that no such amenity graced their places of potty. Guess it is considered a guy thing in some places.
Reading is better than making a contorted face and singing kiddie songs at the top of your lungs (as a certain 4-year-old member of my household sometimes does when really under pressure). But I'm sure he'll start some deep-seated reading when he learns how to read.
To put your mind at ease, despite having a laptop and wireless Internet at home, I don't blog from the can (hey, with my printer plugged into the router, I can print from the pooper!). That is gross and I'll have no part of it. I don't read blogs in there, either.
I can so relate to this post! I need to be reading something even to go #1. I prefer shampoo bottles!
Heh..I love reading on the john as well...
Hee! We're pretty lucky where I work; someone brings in back issues of magazines for the Ladies' . . . the only thing about that which kind of disturbs me is when issues disappear from the loo, and then I see them in the lunchroom or someone's office. In my mind, once that mag has been in the bathroom, it stays there (at work, anyway).
LOL!! I read spray cans and such, too. It's not a guy thing!
For the first time ever I actually covered my eyes during one of your posts. I really know you on a whole new level! Much thanks. I should have started at the bottom of this page and read up so this wouldn't be my parting post!