The other day this note was posted on the bathroom stalls in the women's room here at work---why do the bathrooms hate us, and why are they so "in your face" about it, too. I need a new job---can they make it any more difficult for me to get out of bed in the morning? Hell, already I try to fool myself EACH AND EVERY WORK DAY MORNING with the "I don't feel very well today, I should stay home" excuse but luckily I rarely fall for it, but I digress. So, the building I work in is only seven years old and is situated in a relatively new area of Vantucky, so I'm surprised that there's a plumbing issue at all; had this been an ancient building in downtown Portland I would not have been surprised with this situation at all. But then again, they used to smuggle Chinese slaves through the sewers there, so I could be wrong. Anyway, as far as I know we've never needed Roto-Rooter here at this address before so I'm thinking someone is being a little overly alarmed by an isolated issue that we, the general "ladies" public, were not even made aware of (bathrooms were never closed for maintenance or anything). I'm a little surprised that the system can't handle the "traffic" (if you will) even considering the size of some of the women I work with. Did someone flush a sheep down there? And the nothing-but-paper-products part, what about the boom-boom? Was it a huge #2 left over from "Junk Food Friday", and therefore chocked full of preservatives and unnatural fillers? Com'mon, SAVE THE BIG STUFF FOR HOME, ladies. If they want us to pull a Miss Doxie they're going to have to supply us with Dixie Cups and a window overlooking a porch.
And it's signed "facilities"---as in "may I use the facilities". Cranky toilets.
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