Toilets and tampons don't mix
tampon n. A plug of absorbent material inserted into a body cavity or wound to check a flow of blood or to absorb secretions, especially one designed for insertion into the vagina during menstruation.
The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition
The purpose of a tampon is to basically soak up liquid.. As they absorb more liquid, they expand in size, directly proportional to the amount of liquid absorbed. With that in mind, you probably would think flushing one down the toilet was a pretty stupid thing to do. Not my flat mate. Of course, all of this became clear to her AFTER a plumber had to come and rip up the drain pipe to remove a piece of bloody cotton that had expanded to the diameter of the pipe.
Today's reason my flatmate pisses me off;
She blocked our toilet with a tampon.
posted at 16:33
46 Comments:
Ewww...
ooh my .. tampons are MEANT to b flushed down the toilet...thats wot theyre designed to do!
This wasn't the first time she has flushed her tampons. It was however the first time it blocked the drain for her. You would be surprised how many call outs plumbers get to blocked drains caused by flushed tampons/pads.
hey, first time at ur blog...really enjoy it
hey, first time at ur blog...
Are you always this angry? I will be seeking out the otherside's "Things I Hate About My Anal Flatmate" soon.
my tampons are ment to go down the toilet ^_^ maybe your flatemate got the wrong ones...
tell her from me: remeber to get the flushable ones next time...
This is so funny, I couldn't manage a day like that, you must really like the material she gives you to write those blogs to keep her in.
First time at your blog.
Suddenly, I'm glad that my roommate is more or less a ghost who comes and goes when he pleases.
Interesting blog. I am your flatmate.
so, when are you getting a new flatmate?
Wow. I have the same experience with roommates. I'm convinced I destined to live alone. Seems like they know how to do lots of little things that just keep adding to the pile. Right now, I have a roommate who watches everything I do. It's like a flippin' security camera in the room.
My roomie is hilariously insane. She left clothes for a month and a half that were dirty just sitting in her hamper. I share an 8x6 death trap dorm room with her and for four weeks all I smelt was dirty sock smell. I'd bring it up and she would swear to do it THAT NIGHT. It never happened and finally I made her do it before she went home for Thanksgiving since I was going to be stuck at college over the holidays and didn't want to smell her nasty ass sweat.
As they say, "Hell is other people."
I thought it was bad when I noticed as I was showering one morning that my old roommate left her used tampon sitting on the edge of the bathtub.
So I read all your posts, and ya your flatmate sucks. But, if you were my roommate, I'd be doing all that stuff just to piss you off. It seems like you have a major stick up your ass. Sure this lady is dirty, but it takes a person with OCD to notice each and every little thing that this dirty lady does. Also, I've learned from experience that maybe you just didn't like the person to begin with before you lived with them and this just brought out the worst. So chill out! Retaliate if you must, leave a trail of food for the mouse leading to your flatmate's bed. Or start a bitch fight and just kick the lady out.
I absolutely love this website! I currently have a roommate who doesn't like his own room so he sleeps on the couch...CONSTANTLY. Seriously I haven't seen him move all day, wait i'm wrong he moved to whine about me making noise in the adjacent kitchen AT NOON FOR CHRIST SAKE. We can't even make food during the day or watch MY tv cuz he sleeps all day and watches porn and chats on the internet all night.
Your blog has some great posts...I keep checking daily to see what is going wrong in your life. You do indeed have some funny stuff, but I keep hoping you are making some of it up! What a rotton person she must be to live with!
Keep the posts going...You are terrific!
wow, you have a great blog, as can be seen my the amount of comments you get everyday! either that, or you just log on with different names to make it LOOK like you have good stuff to say. im going with the first one, though. Nice, very nice... dont read mine, its crap compared...
Damn those women and their complicated vaginas!
Ooooh.. what a f**king great idea (this blog, that is)
I have some great stories for you.
1, basically take your mouse story and replace mouse with cockroach or ants.
2, We were all moving out of our first house we had shared and we had hired a trailor.
'cause it was a bit of an old metal trailor the little clip type things were subborn and needed a damn good wack with a hammar type impliment..
i was standing by the clip thing and looking around for something to wack it with (sensible people would be thinking a brick, or some other large dense stone type object)...
she stood there totally serious and handed me.... a ceramic ash tray....
3, same as your story about the doors being left wide open, and the lights being left on..
4, normally, when you are talking to a person, and they leave the room to say, grab their mobile phone, you speak up right??.. nope..
she wouldn't... she spoke like a mouse when you were standing right next to her, and also when you were in seperate rooms.
5, in the house we had 4 cats. 1 was mine, 1 was hers 2 were my sisters...
if any of the cats got into the rubbish bin or pissed anywhere they shouldnt' have.. it was NEVER her cat..
6, the floors were wooden.. her room was right next to the front door... a considerate person would take off one's steel capped boots (or whatever they were) before walking down the hall to the kitchen at 1 am.. she didn't.
7, a few months after we moved into our second house together she started pushing her boxes into the hall, which basically cut the width in half.. there were several other places she could put them.. but no.. some bulls**t about have a sore back, and no friends to help her move them (every week she would have someone come visit her)
8, none of the dishes on the bench were EVER hers..
9, her method of washing dishes was to put the dishes (sometimes caked in muck) into the sink, turn the hot tap on, add some dishwashing liquid.. walk away...
we referred to this as "Soup Sink"
10, she won an old (realllllly old) fridge from a local band and was thrilled (the fridge came with bad, cheap beer too).
So we turned it on.. fine..
when ever the motor ran it made the horrible f**king noise... a sorta screech with a squeal and shuddering..
i dunno.. difficult to explain..
she couldn't for the life of her understand that no one in their right mind could sleep with that noise, and got pissed off at me (it was alwaaays me she got pissed at, but she wouldnt' say it to me, she'd tell my sister, who was also living in the house)
11, beautiful sunny day, nice light breeze...
she had washing to dry.. would she hang it on the line?? NOooooo..
the dryer was the ONLY option for her...
power bill was averaging at about 200..
12, when we were cleaning the old house after all our stuff was moved of course, she was mopping on of the bedroom floors (all wood, i dont' think she's THAT stupid.. who knows)
most people dunk the mop, squeeze the excess water, and wipe it around on the floor...
i went in after she had 'finished' and there were puddles...
not just slightly wetter than damp, but actual puddles
13, when me and my sister moved in the shower was multi-coloured from all the mould and soap scum, so we cleaned it...
who lets a shower get that gross????
14, she went away for some band 'thing' so we tidied the lounge...
there were piles of newspapers, the odd cup and heapsa rubbish...
shortly after she got back i had some drinks with some mates and left one empty juice bottle on a table..
she then commented (to my sister) that i left the lounge in a mess...
there are many more, but i gots to go to lunch..
it's a happy ending tho.. me, my sister and our friend have moved away from "little miss munter" to a beautiful house (it has.. 'character') and have not seen her for *counts* 3 months!!!
Kick her in the box! Lovin the blog :)
Just found your blog a few minutes ago and I wanted to say I'm already a huge fan. You see, you've managed to articulate a pain that I know all to well. I have cohabitated, over the past few years, with an apprently endless series of object lessons in aberrant humanity. Thanks to your fine example, I may one day have the courage to come forward with my story. But meanwhile, kudos and good luck.
You'll need it.
I found your site on the blogger dashboard and I love it. I check it everyday now. It somehow seems to put my life all into perspective. Thanks for sharing! And sorry about your toilet.
Yea, vaginas are complicated. But i still love fucking them.
LMAO that's a classic, for sure. Why dont you just kick her out?!
you poor dear... i once had a flatmate who would borrow everything--clothes, makeup, toiletries--and never asked. that is one thing. but she felt bad about it and would wear only my dirty clothes, digging through the hamper. i caught her at it once and begged her to take the clean ones instead if she was going to borrow. not good.
another totally did the open drawers and food bits inside. she also never washed the white rug in her bath, resulting in it actually becoming a color that was so dingy one couldn't tell what the original color was. she never mopped or swept in there EVER so there were drifts of hair from both poles. shudder...
doesn't it seem as though the ones who contribute least and tax the most are always the ones who feel sooooo put upon and bullied when it comes to doing anything around the house? hope you can be rid of her soon!
My friend,
You should publish this and make a book and make money off of it. You could, you know. There are people here who would buy ANYTHING.
-pc
Okay, that's fucking gross. I've never had a tampon that got soaked w/ that much fluid. That was just uncalled for.
hahah man thats funny.. Sorry thou... Im not laughing at ya! Good luck wit her thou!
As a former tampon flusher (who knew?) I simply couldn't help myself from laughing till tears streamed down my cheeks! I am so sorry, it's cruel of me to laugh but as I did so I remember thinking, "This has to be true -- but sad! -- no one could make this crap up!" I also remember thinking I would really suck as a roommate, and am glad I've never been "tested" except living w/ two different boyfriends -- which also turned into a big BLAH as well.
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Watch me go up and down the roller coaster of life ... Being bi-polar also sucks.
If you have so many problems, then why don't you move out? Or better, throw her out.
Man, I know what you're going through. My flat mate is a drummer and is currently studying at music college. Fortunately the college supplies him with a room to store his shit. However, when the college closes for vac he has to takes his shit out of the room...
So I come home expecting the flat to be in an utter state, the usual stuff and to my dissmay I find the living room has been converted into Abbey Road studios. I think he had some idea this would piss me off because he tried to hide all his equipment by covering it with a old, manky green blanket he must have stolen form a bum.
We're all in the same boat man.
Oy vey, how can you walk around with those things between your legs? It must be like trying to hold a moonpie between your knees while dancing the Lindy-hop. But sincerely, you are adored and admired from your significant contributions through endurance to the human race and for never failing to capture the intrigue of all mankind. And we appreciate the troubles you have to go through... tampons being the most persistent and unrelenting.
Okay--here is what you do: put a tampon in each of her ears and fill her head with hot water--THEN kick her out!
It's easy to blame a female for the toilet blockage. No one thinks it could be a guy dumping "the big one" down the toilet.
:)
Huh .... I've never had that happen to me before ... weird!
I've clogged it with plenty other things - but never a tampon.
gotta say, you really can write! I was in splits when I read your blog...though if its really ture(which I guess it is) its an aweful place to find yourself in!
Maybe you could hire her out as a science research project for some local lab. She would make you some money and almost never be home--"Can't let her go yet, George, this is too much a mystery". By the way, how did the tamponed ears and hot water thing work out? Just curious.
Hey, Rant, where did you learn to spell? Are you sure the name isn't RAT?
Ur roommate is really awful and I also have one who is my sister! At least u might choose to kick her out but I cant! She actually pisses me off more than once everyday and say yesterday, she broke the clock when I asked her to replace the battery coz instead of winding the switch to adjust the time she brutally twisted the needle. That is so stupid and as usually she scolded me back when I told her that it's broken.
After years living with her I still cant keep calm when facing her stupidity, good luck to u.
Sadly, I have one that can top your plumbing ordeal.
My nasty flatmate was menstruating (You can always be sure when, since she proudly displays the 40 ct box of SUPER PLUS tampax in the middle of the bathroom floor, instead of discreetly under the sink in the cabinet which is easily accessible and literally inches from the bowl)When I got in the shower I realized that there are small red flecks on the bottom of the tub,and bend down to inspect. After actually touching one I come to put 2&2 together and realize it's some kind of blood and dead cell crap that emigrated from her vagina and it's now on my finger. Nothing like coming to the realization that your flatmates period is on your finger!!!!! You have no idea .... I'm certain we could trade horror and lb. for lb. I'd come out on top. I can top them all with time I caught her letting my dog lick out her bellybutton, no amount of mint& parsley doggie toothpaste will unsully my 4 legged friends mouth,much less her defiled memory.Trudge on comrade from one who feels your pain!!!
Uh-uh. Actually, tampons can be thrown to the toilet, even though the right thing to do is to wrap it in paper and throw it in the litter can. But when there's no litter can around, you can put in the toilet. That's what the tampon packages say. I never do it, but I haven't heard of any toilet not working because of a tampon, either.
A tampon is a really small piece of cotton (as big as your little finger) that cannot expand enough to block the pipe, since it hasn't enough fibre to expand. It would tear apart before it would even fit the pipe's width. How do you think your flatmate's big smelly dumps go down the pipe? They're surely bigger than a little finger...
What might have happened is that your flatmate didn't flush after leaving her tampon there, which is gross, anyway. It wasn't the cause of the problem, though.
It wasn't a tampon. Tampons are made to be flushable. I've been flushing mine for over 20 years and I've never plugged any toilet. What she probably tried to flush was a pad -- which is actually even more nasty and stupid. Either that, or you've got some medieval plumbing.
You are NOT supposed to flush the tampon itself down the toilet JUST the applicator. The applicator is biodegradable; the absorbent part will clog up a toilet.
Flushability of a tampon depends on the maker of the tampon and what materials they use, the state of your toilet (if it is on a septic system or a city sewer, if it is already running slow because of grass or roots penetrating it, etc), and whether you flush the applicator and wrapping or just the tampon.
Per ob's website -- the kind I use -- in the US they say tampons themselves are perfectly flushable as long as your toilet is connected to a city sewer (not a septic tank) and the sewer is unobstructed.
Tampax says that any tampons can be flushed, but do not flush the applicator or wrapper unless they are cardboard or paper and not plastic.
I found this article because yes, my house's sewer was stopped up. The roto-rooter guy said that it was a mass of roots and grass that had grown in through the perc holes in the sewer pipe that blocked the sewer in the first place, but then the tampons added to it -- they were not the cause. This obstruction was *way* outside of our house. It's one thing to blame a clogged pipe on tampons when the plumber pulls them out of the toilet, and no other pipe is effected. When you run your washing machine and sewage backs up into your bathtub, that's not tampons.
Enjoy the lovely depictions -- believe me, you haven't lived until you've experienced that. I'd rather not have lived, honestly.
My flatmate moved her female friend into my flat/lounge became her bedroom and she stayed for 10 weeks and never paid any rent, she has a job and took day off to go to queenstown on holiday and bought new clothes and new cell phone while living on the cheap. AND she left her razors in the shower so i could stand on them and dump a towel in the shower for days until I moved it, what hell was that fat pog even doing in my home? she saved $2500 in living expenses while she enjoyed ownership of our lounge and used my rubbish bags for free etc, what a freegan ,I really hate her guts because when she was asked to pay rent she moved out that week without paying even one weeks rent not to mention i will be stuck with her power bill.
comments please on what you think of her?
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