Generous or disgusting? You be the judge.
Occasionally--and yesterday was one such occasion--somebody leaves a newspaper or magazine in the penthouse stall. Sometimes it’s thoughtfully draped over the handicap handrail but more often than not, it’s left on the floor.
Is a gift really a gift when it’s left on the floor of a men’s room?
Bonus points to yesterday’s giver for the subscription cards strewn about. Just in case somebody thought, “Goodness, I am thoroughly enjoying this issue of Forbes which has been marinating in my coworker’s fecal juices…I wish there was a convenient way to subscribe to this publication.”
What about it, men? Do you consider left-behind reading material an obstacle to be avoided or a welcome discovery?
Does the publications proximity to the bowl influence your willingness to pick it up?
Are there certain titles that you’re more likely to grab, no matter what? (“I don’t care how urine-soaked it might be, I never miss a chance to flip through FHM.”)