Monday, February 21, 2011

There is only one right way to hang toilet paper

Almost two years ago, there was a change between me and my roommate.

He found himself looking forward to coming home. Not because he wasn't at work anymore, but because he was looking forward to spending time with me. Cooking dinner together and watching TV. Silly boring things.

I found myself eagerly anticipating him getting home after work. Looking at the clock. And if he didn't come home, or came home late, I was way more disappointed than I should have been. I mean, he was just my roommate.

And after my last roommate (hell satanspawn bitchface hoooker hell hell), it seemed to me a good idea to keep my distance.

But, he had these big blue eyes, see? And I told my friends about it, that I had a crush on my roommate, and they were like, "that is a terrible idea. Remember what happened with your last roommate? Crazyface bitchass. And you weren't even sleeping with her. Don't do it. It'll end poorly, then you'll be out one awesome roommate. He picks up dog poop AND mows the lawn. Also he's super nice. And, you know. I mean, he's single, right? Can I maybe come over for dinner sometime?"

One friend was at least a little more honest.

"If you hit that, let me know how it goes. He's pretty cute. Maybe you could warm him up for me."

And I was like, "Oh, pishposh. Nothing will happen. I'm sure he's not interested in me. Plus, he's such a responsible person, he wouldn't do something like that."

Well. I was wrong. I'm way glad I was wrong.

One really good thing about getting together with your roommate is that you already know you can live together and you're comfortable together. Because moving in with a boyfriend can be really hard -- I know from experience. The guy I was with in college? Even when he was out of work and I was going to school and working full time, he couldn't be bothered to wash a dish. Or scrub a toilet. Ever. I think, in three years, he may have .... no. Actually, I don't think he ever cleaned the toilet.

But Roomie and I were OK with each other's habits. There were no arguments or bad blood about how clean the bathtub was, or who left dishes laying around. All was copacetic as far as home was concerned.

So a few weeks ago, I was going to the bathroom, and I noticed, to my great irritation, that the toilet paper was hung the wrong way. Underhand.

I realized that Roomie and I had never talked about how toilet paper is hung. And I didn't think that I'd ever noticed it being wrong before. I shuddered. Had I just been lucky? Did he have a willy-nilly approach to TP, and somehow, either I hadn't noticed, or it always happened to get thrown on the right way? Had I been the one who'd replaced the roll most of the time? It didn't seem like it ... I've lived with guys who left me empty rolls, and Roomie's just not that kind of a guy.

"Um, so have we ever talked about how we like toilet paper hung? I mean, are you the kind of person who thinks that there is a right way to hang TP?"

He looked at me, and quickly answered.

"Fuck yeah. Overhand."

"Oh, thank god. It must have been your mom."

(Originally posted on Run Bitches Run)

7 comments:

S.G.Loughlin said...

Can someone please explain why the way TP is delivered matters? I just don't get it.

Also, I think I was on the "this seems like a really good bad idea" team, yeah? Glad it turned into a really good good idea..

Anonymous said...

It's about as important as which hand you wipe with, maybe less so.

Serial Monogamist said...

That's not quite what I remember you saying, SG ...

And here's the thing, if terlet paper's hung right, then all you have to do to get a handful is flick it downward, and it'll automatically start to unroll. If it's hung the other way, you have to pay attention, which reduces the amount of attention you can pay to things like reading or checking Bookface on your phone.

Anonymous said...

Which hand you wipe with? Most people use toilet paper.

Even SM.

Organic Meatbag said...

You've gots ta overhand that shit! Well, not the shit...the TP...

just another girl next door said...

i dated a guy once who would make me follow him into the bathroom, while he scolded me, then he would point to the roll if i had changed it underhand. forget that mess!! we've been broken up for a few years. if i happen to notice that my own toilet paper is underhand, i think of him...and leave it underhand to spite him...

H. said...

You're about to touch the stuff to your lady parts. You dont want it rubbing all over the wall before that happens. Always has to go overhand- the Boyfriend and I had that discussion when we first started living together. He can't be bothered to put his dirty coffee mug in the sink, but as long as the TP is hung right, we're cool.