A couple from TikTok, Shelby and Dylan, shared a video in 2020, where they were talking about the difference between Americans and Canadians.
“What in the world is a washroom?” Dylan asked. “And what are they washing in there? Oh, it’s a restroom. The only thing I wash in there is my hands,” he then continued.
Then Shelby asked, “Do you rest in a restroom?”
“That’s a good point. They both don’t make much sense,” Dylan said.
As the Mirriam Webster’s Dictionary explained, “water closet” is a noun which describes, “a compartment or room with a toilet” or “a toilet bowl and its accessories.”
In short, it means “WC.”
In Reddit, a user asked to other users, “Why is a public WC called bathroom if there is [no] bath?”
A Redditor commented under, “Americans might similarly ask: ‘Why is it called a WC (water closet) if it isn’t even a closet?”
“In Russian it’s ‘a room without windows’ even if there actually is a window,” then a different Redditor shared, “In Esperanto, it’s necesejo, or ‘necessary place’”
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My Stepmother Wore My Late Mom’s Necklace at Her Wedding without My Permission – I Was Enraged & Taught Her a Lesson
When my stepmother stole my late Mom’s necklace and wore it at her wedding without my consent, I was shattered. Furious, I did something that left everyone gasping.
I’m Olive, 23. This isn’t a sob story, but it’s about a necklace. My late Mom’s necklace, the only thing left of her. I lost her to cancer when I was 19. She was my rock, my confidante, my everything.
Dad introduced his new fiancée, Magdalene, who immediately coveted Mom’s necklace. “Olive, honey,” Dad started, “Magdalene really admires your mother’s necklace. She says it would look perfect with her wedding dress.” I was furious. “Dad, that necklace is everything to me. It’s Mom’s.” But he insisted, and I had to hide it.
On their wedding day, I stayed home and checked on the necklace, only to find it gone. I knew who had taken it. I called Magdalene. “You took it,” I accused her. “How dare you take my Mom’s necklace without my permission?” She brushed me off, saying she’d return it after the honeymoon.
I called the cops. At the wedding, they retrieved the necklace from Magdalene, causing chaos. Dad and Magdalene were furious. “You ruined our wedding!” she screamed. Dad added, “That was petty and crazy, Olive. You humiliated us!”
Heartbroken but resolute, I moved out, taking Mom’s memories and her necklace with me. Though the pain lingered, I emerged stronger, holding on to the love and memories of my Mom.
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