Everyday at work around 2 o’clock or so there is a guy that is always in the bathroom.
He is not washing his hands. He is not at the urinal. He is dropping a deuce, pinching off a loaf, dropping the Cosby kids off at the pool, however you like to say it. This guy shits regularly, everyday like clock work.
I went in today and someone was in the other stall. I’m not sure if it was this guy again, but I wasn’t terribly concerned. I had movements of my own to make. I won’t get terribly graphic, but there really are some days you are just waiting for the person in the next stall to yell, “You sank my Battleshit!”
I think I got most of the fleet today.