From the stars to the gutter... my pet hate

So I've given up trying to solve the world's religious misunderstandings and just need to rant about a particular pet hate of mine: ignoring the empty toilet roll holder.

See, it's like this.

At home or in an environment like an office where there is bountiful spare bog roll around, why is it so very fucking difficult for the person who finished the roll (and opened the packet, unwound some paper and then left the new roll balanced precariously on the bin / lying on the damp floor / sitting on the back of the toilet) to take the old, empty, cardboard centre off the holder and replace it with the fresh roll?

It's the height of thoughtless idleness and leads many a person to think they need to root around in their pockets and bags for tissue paper before they find the 'helpful' place you left the new roll.

Seriously, people.

Also, please use deodorant in the summer (and winter. And in fact ever).

That is all.