I'm all about efficiency, but what I just seen was foul.
On my way to the break room to get a mt dew, I noticed a man walk into the mens room with a mcdonalds bag and drink. "No big deal" i thought, since i typically throw a whiz and wash the paws before i go eat.
On my way BACK from the breakroom, with a fresh cold mt dew, i hit the mens room.
As i open the door i immediately catch whiff of that mcdonalds french fry smell. I thought, "wow, i wonder what that guy ate." But as i round the corner and approach the urns, i hear paper crumpling and then the sound of the straw squeeking into the plastic cup lid.
I kneeled down a tiny bit and noticed that the guy was sittin on the crapper!!!
WTF!?
I wanted to knock on the door and ask a few questions..."wtf kinda moron are you?"
I was tempted to turn off the light as i left...but refrained.
On my way to the break room to get a mt dew, I noticed a man walk into the mens room with a mcdonalds bag and drink. "No big deal" i thought, since i typically throw a whiz and wash the paws before i go eat.
On my way BACK from the breakroom, with a fresh cold mt dew, i hit the mens room.
As i open the door i immediately catch whiff of that mcdonalds french fry smell. I thought, "wow, i wonder what that guy ate." But as i round the corner and approach the urns, i hear paper crumpling and then the sound of the straw squeeking into the plastic cup lid.
I kneeled down a tiny bit and noticed that the guy was sittin on the crapper!!!
WTF!?
I wanted to knock on the door and ask a few questions..."wtf kinda moron are you?"
I was tempted to turn off the light as i left...but refrained.