I simply do not have good luck with work bathrooms. There was the girl who studied in the museum bathroom, the people who kept their water bottles amongst bleach bottles, and of course, the horrific, disgusting horror movie experience that still makes me cringe.
But now I have this, and it's not so much a bad experience than something that makes me giggle like an idiot every time I close the door to the stall:
And it's really just another example of how I am a twelve year old.
3 comments:
What. The. Hell.
You are totally kidding me.
Seriously?
Wow.
Haha. That is so funny. But actually helpful because frankly I can't tell which way I am supposed to push the flusher at the stadium in order to use the least amount of water possible.
Sunny - I know! And it's the Medical School. Are all doctors twelve-year-old boys at heart?
lem - See, here I am laughing at number one and number two, and you're being all environmentally responsible. And that's why I love you.
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