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genghisfawn · 02-27-2012, 12:54 PM

I used to work with a total tool who used the women's bathroom (single-occupant) all the time because it was 5 steps closer to his office than the men's. He would go #2 and leave it, used everyone's body sprays (which we kept in the cupboards) as air freshener, and once shaved over the sink at lunch and left hair in it. We complained to HR, but he would just stop for awhile and get back to it. He was also pretty high up in the company, so there wasn't much we could do.

Fortunately for me, one day, that I locked the door so I could do my business. We'd all taken to locking the door in case he barged in. I heard him rattling the knob and started singing, to the tune of Jingle Bells, "Occupied, occupied, bathroom's occupiiiied..." He swore, laughed and went away.

It sounds funny, but my heart was in my mouth. He finally was told to stop it or he'd have to give up his office and take a cubicle, instead, closer to the men's bathroom.

02-27-2012, 12:54 PM	#4
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