It's that time of the Week....back in the office. Miserable walk to the office from Penn Station since it was 36 degrees this morning after being 75 and sunny this week. Despite showing up early, my normal back corner seat was taken had to grab the cube surrounded by 3 directors. Really takes away my ability to go about my day unnoticed and unbothered.
Spent the morning in back to back meetings, stomach just churning away from the Chilis nachos I had last night and my XL coffee this morning. Finally get time to hit the bathroom only for both single stall bathrooms to be occupied and I had to confront my fear of pooping in public restrooms in my office. I have no issue of peeing in public, but when it comes time to drop a deuce in the office I have always preferred to use the single stall, so I can enjoy my business in my quiet sanctuary. The reason for this is due to my 3+ year rivalry with the janitor in my office. This guy comes in to the bathroom like Bruce Lee the way he kicks open the door. When it comes time to change the toilet paper, this guy goes full attack mode, like a raccoon in your trash can in the middle of the day (probably both have rabies). The worst part about it is that he can change the toilet paper for my stall from stall next to it and when he does it, basically becomes a glory hole that I could stick my leg through, and this guy doesn't give a FUCK. He sticks his hand right in there and just rips the toilet paper out, which normally doesn't even need to be replaced, with no regard to me trying to do my business and beat a few levels of Candy Crush. This man has broken me down for the last 3+ years since I started at my job and I think I will carry this fear for the rest of my life. A person is never more vulnerable than they are when their pants are at their ankles and they are just trying to take a dump in peace.
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