A Complete Lack of Office Loo Etiquette





I thought of Hotass today...while shitting. I almost decided against writing about it, but since he also complained about office bathroom woes in a previous post, I decided WFTnot...

So, I get to the restroom this morning, far earlier than most in the office generally need a loo-break, and wouldn't you know, there's someone in "my stall". This really irks me. In fact, some days, I've walked in to find some worthless squatter sitting on my shitter, and I've simply left the watercloset with plans to return at some later point. But today, this just wasn't an option. So logically, I pick the furthest stall away from the dude on my pot, and proceed to take care of business. Of course, dude finishes up as soon as I get the texas tshirt in place and take a seat. Bastard.

Anyway, what really pissed me off is shortly after that, someone comes into the restroom and picks the stall RIGHT next to me. Nevermind the fact that we're the only two in the room, and he could have easily picked any of the 5 or 6 empty stalls that were NOT where I could see his shoes.

Now, I'm really not all that modest, and I did read "Everyone Poops" as a child, but even still, in situations where there are several available thrones that are not immediately next to the only other person in the bathroom, I consider the whole next-door-neighbor thing to be a bit of an invasion.

So I finished quickly, utilized what Hotass refers to as "cheapass sandpaper", washed up, and evacuated the premises in a huff...

Fucker....