Stanky Corridor

Until I can put some of my ranting thoughts in order, I’m posting some of my old “blogs” from the MySpace days. Considering they’re more than 2 or 3 years old, they’re quite outdated. They’re also pretty ridiculous in nature—so not much different than now.

Originally posted on MySpace March 25, 2006

The entrance to the bathrooms where I work have a double entrance. You walk through one door, enter a small corridor, open another door and you're in the bathroom.

Here's my bewilderment. What's the corridor for? There's no clearly visible vents of any kind. Only a flourescent light and fire sprinkler. My best guess: This room is a "stank corridor." A way to help release the stank left by men after they've presided over the procelain throne as King Poopa. Perhaps it's like a pressure release for the stank.

For example, when the stank has filled in the bathroom, as the gentleman exits the bathroom into the corridor, some of the stank gets into that corridor as well. Only a little bit of the stank gets out though as the window of opportunity for the stank to escape is limited to the amount of time between when the door gets opened and shuts. When the gentleman exits the corridor, the stank wafts out of the corridor. It's unfortunate that any stank escapes into the hallway whatsoever, but at least it's limited.

Here's my rant. Why oh why is the Stank Corridor always so damn stanky?! There should be about the same level of stank entering as leaving, which means a minimal amount of stankiness. Is someone sabotaging the process by holding the door between the bathroom and the corridor open, thus saturating the Stank Corridor with stank? Once closed, do they exit so swiftly that the door-to-hallway window of opportunity is practically nothing? What would drive someone to do such harm to mankind? If the stank was visible as a mist, somewhat like cigarette smoke, there would be a cloud o' stank lingering right outside the men's bathroom.

Now far be it from me to volunteer, I would never want the job, but there should be somebody to regulate the flow. A Stank Inspector, a Bathroom Bouncer, an Oust Officer or a Corridor Captain. Insert any clever name you want, but it's a tragedy and having to endure some of the kings' pungent sovereignty building up inside the Stank Corridor is torture.