I recently had to put up a poster beside the toilet to remind the men of my department of the 10 rules of the restroom. So what if it was a little passive-aggressive:
http://musingsonminutiae.com/2009/12/30/rules-of-the-restroom/

Ha ha…I hope they removed the shower from the bathroom before they put the printer in there!

Thanks for commenting on the blog last night–I think one of the most gratifying things for a blogger (as you know–your blog looks great! Very well written) is to induce comments from others.

Earlier in my career, I sat next to the CEO. He had a huge office with a bathroom in it. I had an office the size of my walk-in closet at home – which shared a wall with the president’s bathroom. Now, I’m not saying I LOVED it when I could hear him walk in there, do his thing and walk out. I really didn’t care for the sound of the urine flow followed by a flush while interviewing job candidates, but hey – it was HIS bathroom. And he was THE boss. But here is what bothered me. It was that when he was traveling on business – or pleasure – or whatever the heck he did four days of the week – OTHER PEOPLE used the bathroom. I would witness every member of “The Boys’ Club” walk in to use this bathroom all week long. I’m guessing, and this is just a guess because I don’t claim to understand male bathroom behavior, that the 20 minutes they spent on the other side of my paper-thin wall is evidence of why they needed to use the private bathroom in the first place. So, by the time I left that job, I picked up a few skills and experiences, but I learned nothing if I didn’t learn how long every male manager took on the pot.

What do you think they’re doing in your bathroom when you’re gone?

(On a side note, when that CEO got the axe, they turned his office into a 4-cube workspace and the bathroom became the check printing and office supply room. Can you imagine having to print your checks in the stand up shower? Or having to stand on the toilet to reach the manilla folders? Now THAT is working in the bathroom!)

Sorry for hijacking your blog tonight. I guess I’m bored and your topics got me going!

Question: Why is a bar called “bar”?

Question: Why do you have a third nipple? And don’t give me that “nubin” excuse…

Question: Will you be doing a review of “Nailin’ Palin” on this blog?

Question: Are you Leonardo Di Caprio’s long-lost brother? (I watched The Beach last night…ugh.)

Inquiring minds want to know.

Oh yeah, and I don’t want to do work.