Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Smells like nervous tummy

Walked into first floor men's room this morning and it smelled like a tire fire.

Or rather, it smelled like somebody lit a tire fire, put that tire fire into their anus, let it burn for a while, and then released it into one of the stalls.

This is a chronic problem for first floor men's room for one reason: job applicants.

A job applicant arrives at our building for a job interview. He takes a seat in the first floor waiting area. He is nervous. His tummy starts to rumble. He decides to make a pre-inteview stop in first floor men's room. The results are rarely pretty.


  1. Noticed that two of the three first floor men's room sinks are out of soap and there is NO hand-sanitizer to be found. So much for putting our best foot forward for our guests.

    (Co-workers, consider this before you shake hands with that job applicant.)

  2. Two weeks later and STILL no soap refill for sinks 2 and 3. This is the FIRST FLOOR, people. What do you say, janitorial crew? How about springing for some soap for our guests?

  3. This is a really odd story, but I guess you are right, results are not going to be nice. By the way, something I think that first floor guy should try is some viagra online , it may help him a lot!