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…yeah, right…

Drivers me crazy

sometimes I need a rocket launcher on the front of my car.

bathroom woes

the office building my comp is in has only 1 bathroom on the entire floor. we have to share the tiny hole in the wall with multiple companies. i hate it with a gruelling passion. there are only 2 stalls for sitting. there is a handicapped stall, which is huge and lovely. the only other stall is smaller than tiny tim's hat size.

tiny tim's hat-sized stall was constructed, most assuredly, by menthol-smoking retards from some other dimension. when you sit down on the throne, your left leg will have to contend with the heinously-mounted paper dispenser. they installed the roll spewing thing so low that your leg either has to go under it, which ends up with your thigh/knee crammed under it (touching the bottom of it!), or you have to sit sort of sideways on the throne so your left leg parallels the dispensor, also touching it.

now, you might think, "shut up and use the handicap throne room!" well, that's all good but there happens to be someone that seems to be in dire need of that special place multiple times a day, and thank god that I'm not sitting there when he rolls in to use it. I wonder if he'd yell or go tell the teacher or something.

should i just use the "easier" option regardless of other's needs here?

another solution, which a few coworkers have resorted to, is to go down one floor and use the restrooms there.