paper please

There are three stalls at my work, for the women's bathroom. I'm a selective dumper, and enjoy the second stall. It has the perfect light, and I'm figuring no one uses it too much. I've noticed that a lot of people like the third stall, since it's the biggest, and it's in the corner.

However, someone is spoiling my bathroom breaks. The nerve! The culprit takes the toilet paper out of the 2nd stall, but never replaces it. What's up with that? Who does that? We have a cupboard in the bathroom full of toilet paper. What's the big idea of taking the toilet paper out? This hasn't happened just once, but almost every time I go in there. It's that ridiculous. Okay, so I might sound like a very strange gal, but wouldn't that bother you? It's one break that isn't timed and no one can really tell you that you can't take it. I kinda enjoy it, but I don't enjoy noticing in the middle that I have nothing to sanitize myself with. Ugh. How sad.

So, as the crazy person that I am, I have been taking notes. I sit right in front of the ladies room, and have been noticing who goes in and out. So, I have narrowed it down to two people. One, the newest sales girl. She's hilarious and nice. If it's her, I'm sure she has made up a weird game in her head. I can't hold a grudge. The second is the lady next door to my office. The strange News Editor that listens to her messages on speaker phone and walks like a stampede of elephants (I'm amazed since she probably only weighs about 125lbs). IF it's her...then let the war begin.


to be continued...