The following post is from one this blog's lady correpondents:
I saw a rainbow yesterday morning. And while it's not as exciting as seeing Jesus' face in a pepperoni pizza, the fact that this rainbow was in the fifth floor women’s room--that’s right, the WOMEN'S ROOM--qualifies it as a minor miracle.
What made it especially meaningful was that the rainbow led directly to the newly purchased can of Lysol Disinfectant Spray (Professional Strength, of course) now situated in the "small stall."
I know that sometimes God works in mysterious ways; this time, I think he's being a little more direct.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Too much Easter candy
This has been a tough week, smell-wise, for fifth floor men's room.
On Monday, someone dropped a "three-senses bomb." (Named so because it assaulted three of the five senses.)
And, in an unfortunate coincidence, it was the same day that we ran out of Glade Air Infusions - Refreshing Springs. The offender could have maybe sought out a match or something...but no.
Crimes committed in fifth floor men's room fall into two categories. An "orange alert" is a crime that affects only the patrons of fifth floor men's room. A "red alert" is a crime that impacts visitors to the fifth floor as soon as the elevator doors open. Monday was a "red alert" day.
(Just FYI, a "double red" is an incident that affects multiple floors.)
Then yesterday, Wednesday, it seems that the offender hand not yet finished all the candy in his Easter basket, because he struck again. But after Monday's attack, potty blogger made sure the bathroom was stocked with Professional Strength Lysol (a hospital disinfectant-deodorant.) That was the difference between an "orange" and a "red" incident.
We must be vigilant, men. Take care of yourself. Eat well.
On Monday, someone dropped a "three-senses bomb." (Named so because it assaulted three of the five senses.)
And, in an unfortunate coincidence, it was the same day that we ran out of Glade Air Infusions - Refreshing Springs. The offender could have maybe sought out a match or something...but no.
Crimes committed in fifth floor men's room fall into two categories. An "orange alert" is a crime that affects only the patrons of fifth floor men's room. A "red alert" is a crime that impacts visitors to the fifth floor as soon as the elevator doors open. Monday was a "red alert" day.
(Just FYI, a "double red" is an incident that affects multiple floors.)
Then yesterday, Wednesday, it seems that the offender hand not yet finished all the candy in his Easter basket, because he struck again. But after Monday's attack, potty blogger made sure the bathroom was stocked with Professional Strength Lysol (a hospital disinfectant-deodorant.) That was the difference between an "orange" and a "red" incident.
We must be vigilant, men. Take care of yourself. Eat well.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Limit your time in the saddle
A good reminder to all users of fifth floor men's room: limit your time in the saddle to under two years.
The memo comes down
About two weeks ago now, somebody finally took down the original potty blogger memo.
Frankly, it was time. I mean, a piece of paper taped to a wall next to a men's toilet really shouldn't be left there for four months. In some ways, the fact that it WAS pulled down is a testament to the strides that we, the users of the fifth floor men's room, have made since November.
Back in November, somebody probably could have left a decomposing body in the fifth floor men's room and nobody would have blinked. (Given some of the "work" guys were doing in there back then, I'm not sure anybody would have noticed.)
But we have banded together and demanded a higher standard of cleanliness. This is progress. I salute you, fellow users.
Frankly, it was time. I mean, a piece of paper taped to a wall next to a men's toilet really shouldn't be left there for four months. In some ways, the fact that it WAS pulled down is a testament to the strides that we, the users of the fifth floor men's room, have made since November.
Back in November, somebody probably could have left a decomposing body in the fifth floor men's room and nobody would have blinked. (Given some of the "work" guys were doing in there back then, I'm not sure anybody would have noticed.)
But we have banded together and demanded a higher standard of cleanliness. This is progress. I salute you, fellow users.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Day 29 and counting
Fifth floor men's room has now gone 29 days without a plunger.
We have TWO bottles of hand soap, but we can't get ONE plunger? I guess soap is nice and all, but trust me, fifth floor men's room needs a plunger MUCH more than hand soap. I'm just saying.
We have TWO bottles of hand soap, but we can't get ONE plunger? I guess soap is nice and all, but trust me, fifth floor men's room needs a plunger MUCH more than hand soap. I'm just saying.
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