
This may come as a surprise to some of you dudes, but women can shit up a bathroom to rival any man any day. This is not a challenge.
For some awesome reason that I am totally unaware of, the two bathrooms in my building have been cut down to just one. That equals two stalls for about 20 women. Before this the downstairs bathroom was exclusively for me and “tight and dry†the other lady in my office. The infrequent use left us with a very clean restroom, well stocked and deodorized.
It has been 2 weeks since the bathroom upstairs has been out of commission and some one has been shitting up the bathroom on a daily, no hourly basis. Every time I go to use the bathroom, inevitably there is a pair of safari-style wedge heels turned pigeon toed perched on the first toilet. She goes silent when I arrive, like she’s just in there completing a crossword or something. Yesterday there was an enormous wad of toilet paper on the floor next to her feet and the sounds of something being squeezed from an almost empty bottle. To clarify, I don’t think that this sound was coming from her ass, but actually from a squeeze bottle. This is worse. She was probably applying some kind of ass cream.
This just in:
The dude that eats my food after I have thrown it in the trash (I hate him, I hate him) just asked me for some peptobismol. I am so sick of hearing about his ass. He calls in sick with diarreah. Most likely because he eats out of the trash. Stop eating my trash. It’s my trash. I now have to hoard my trash.