Someone ripped a door off in the ladies room

[Frank Cox]

Someone ripped one of the cubicle doors off in the ladies room tonight.

Sheesh.

Funny thing, though. This is the second time I've had someone rip the door off in the ladies room (last time was several years ago) and nobody has ever done that in the mens room.

Someone did rip the sink off of the wall in the mens room once, though, a few years back.

I really don't understand why people figure they have some kind of license to destroy stuff.

[Ryan Gallagher]

Maybe someone had a nasty tumble into the door and you just saw the aftermath?

[Frank Cox]

Nah. There were a couple of bored kids running back and forth throughout the movie. I'm pretty sure one of them was swinging on it.

Falling against the door doesn't pull it out from the wall and crack the bracket in half.

[Mark Gulbrandsen]

This is a police and insurance issue now... If you know there are kids running around then stop them. Install cameras, even fake cammeras are a good deterrent.

[Lyle Romer]

This is a police and insurance issue now... If you know there are kids running around then stop them. Install cameras, even fake cammeras are a good deterrent.

Unfortunately (or fortunately depending on how you look at it) you can't have cameras in the restroom. I guess having them at the entrance to the restroom and noticeable might deter somebody from vandalizing inside.

[Mark Gulbrandsen]

Unfortunately (or fortunately depending on how you look at it) you can't have cameras in the restroom. I guess having them at the entrance to the restroom and noticeable might deter somebody from vandalizing inside.

Of course, but you can put one or two up in the hallway outside them. A notice can also be posted near the ticket box that say video cameras used to monitoring the premises.

[Leo Enticknap]

Unfortunately (or fortunately depending on how you look at it) you can't have cameras in the restroom.

I know someone who did!

Several years ago, shortly after I started at MiT, I was sent to do an emergency repair at a small, single screen mom-and-pop independent in a farming community north of Sacramento. I completed the job (lamp igniter had burned out and needed replacing), and asked the wife if I could use the restroom before starting the ten hour drive back again. "Well ... if you like ... but I have to warn ya - it's seriously disgusting in there. We haven't gotten around to cleaning it yet." I replied that my car would likely become seriously disgusting if I didn't get to use a restroom before hitting the road, and so would brave it.

She explained that their bulk of their audience consisted of seasonal immigrant farm workers who, with not much to do in the evenings and a long way from their families, crowded into the theater. "The thing is," she explained, "they don't know how to use a toilet. Every morning after they've been in, we find this ..the only way I can put it is liquid shit ... all over the bowl, the cubicle ... everywhere! There's some fancy name for it ... it's French, I think ... but liquid shit is what we're talking about. Turns out they aren't even sitting on the seat - they squat on it! I had to have my husband put a camera up in one of the stalls, just so we could figure out what in blazes was going on in there!"

She seemed totally oblivious to the fact that installing a hidden camera in a toilet cubicle would likely get both of them sent to San Quentin for years if the authorities ever found out about it. As I haven't seen any story in the Daily Mail reporting that some "influencer" or "content creator" discovered it and is suing the theater for tens of millions, I presume that it's still there.

[Frank Cox]

As a practical matter it's really not possible to control this kind of thing.

I did tell those kids to sit down and be quiet about halfway through the movie and it worked for about twenty minutes but otherwise they were just going back and forth, talking and playing in the bathroom.

And I didn't know they had torn the door off until the show was over, everyone was gone, and I was collecting the trash.

So there isn't much you can do about this, really. These were just kids, as in kids, not teenagers.

Big enough to rip the door off, though.

[Ryan Gallagher]

Do your door swings hit a limit imposed by the hinges? I would expect over rotating such a door (kids slamming them around in play) could easily cause such destruction.

If that is the design maybe some kind of additional door stops are needed beyond just the hinge design.

[Frank Cox]

They are similar to this. Stall walls and doors made of aluminum.

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[Frank Cox]

After doing a bit of carpentry and metal work today and some painting tonight after the show, I can now say that the ladies room stall doors are now back to what they were.

I still have to second coat the paint tomorrow but outside of that, it's fixed.

[Randy Stankey]

You guys have never seen the shit people do in the restroom! Having grown up in a bar where drunken assholes do all sorts of hair brained things to begin with but, in the restroom, where they think they have privacy, all manner of things can happen.

I remember when some idiot flushed a bar of soap down the toilet. It swelled up, from the water, to about ten times its original size and formed a plug that filled the whole S-bend inside the toilet. It progressively got worse and worse until, one day, somebody walked in to find a bowl of fetid...shit. To make matters worse, the person who left the toilet in disarray had also wiped their ass on the hand towel dispenser.

I don't know if any of you have seen a continuous, cloth roll, hand towel machine:

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The thing was mounted chest high but some asshole climbed up there and wiped his ass with the towel! How he did it, nobody has figured out to this day!
We had to replace the toilet and the towel machine on top of hosing down the whole restroom!

Oh! And, get this!... Back in the days when Jimmy Carter was president and all the people in the US Embassy in Iran were held hostage, you could buy these vinyl stickers with Ayatollah Khomeini's picture on it. You stick it on the inside of the urinal and guys would piss on the Ayatollah.

Somebody fucking STOLE IT!... They stole a piss-soaked sticker out of the back of a stinking urinal in the restroom of a seedy whisky bar!

Some jerk even broke into the condom machine for all of a couple of bucks in quarters! Back in the day, if you met up with some hot chick and you needed a rubber but you didn't have any change, as long as you were drinking and paying, my father would have gone in the back storage room, taken a package out of the box and slid it across the bar, to you.


Anything that can get unscrewed, will be unscrewed. Anything that can be ripped down will be ripped down. If some asshole can figure out a way to destroy something, despite your best effort, they will destroy it. That's just life in a bar.

If you've only had one door ripped of the restroom in all these years, you've gotten off easy!

[Harold Hallikainen]

On the sticker in the urinal, a friend once told me of getting interesting reactions by saying "I found a nickel under there once" about the plastic filter in the bottom of the urinal.

[Randy Stankey]

I don't know about you but I've found plenty of nickels and lots of other odds and ends in urinals, too. I leave them there. Don't you?

There was a bar, just a couple of miles down from where I lived, that had a sign above the urinals:

"The hands that clean the cigarette butts out of this urinal are the same hands that cook your food!"

[Mike Blakesley]

Our bathrooms are both "one-holers" due to the age of our place, and until a couple years ago our mens room ONLY had a urinal in it due to it being a converted broom closet. A couple years ago I figured out a way to wedge a toilet in there.

Before that, I cleaned all manner of horrible shit out of that urinal, despite having a big sign saying "If you need a regular toilet, please use the other restroom." When it happens I just tell myself, "that's show-biz" as I clean it up. It's true, pigs live among us.