The yellow culprit
Normally I don’t write about work, I think it’s a topic that shouldn’t be covered here. Don’t get me wrong, I like my job, I’m good at it, and I like the people I work with…we keep each other sane, I just prefer to keep that part of my life blog-less.
However, the recent actions of someone in our building has provoked so much disgust that I must divulge to you oh Internet. I work in a building with numerous suites and we have one general ladies restroom.
Normally the stalls are what I would refer to as “man clean”. They are wiped down, the floor is washed, but really….it’s not all that super cleanly. I’m pretty OCD about having a clean crapper, but maybe it’s because I can see microscopic germs with my eyes. Seriously…its my super power…don’t hate.
In the last few weeks we have had a ‘STALL URINATOR’. Let me explain. Someone goes into the SHARED women’s room and proceeds to pee ALL OVER the seat. Listen lady, I’m not talking about a little drip, I’m talking full on ‘trying to cross your own stream peeing’. It is so violent that the seat, walls, and floors are covered. You would think that a three year old boy was left to ‘paint’ the stall with his best artistic abilities.
We got so fed up with this repeat behavior that we actually taped a sign in the area of the crime scene. Maybe this will get the message across.
