Thursday, April 14, 2011

Creature of Habit

I am a creature of habit. (A.k.a. the post where I talk about the things I do repetitively. This post is shaping up to be only about a toilet. Wow. My blogging is literally going down the, umm toilet.)

I have used the same restroom stall at work since I started there over 3 years ago. There are only two stalls and my coworker uses one stall(the other stall), I use my stall and it works out to be a happy little arrangement. Except for three life altering (I'm feeling dramatic today) times.

The first time was because the water was off in the building and I had already used my stall and knew that the other stall had at least one more flush left. Score. (My coworker was out that day or I would have left that flush for her...I'm not that selfish.) Sidebar: having to drive down the street to Sonic to use the restroom got really annoying by the second full day of having no water.

The second time was yesterday. That stall is just odd (read: new) to me....it's too narrow and just doesn't feel right. So you can imagine my horror when my coworker told me that my toilet would be out of service today...which brings me to the third time I've used the other stall.

The third visit is not memorable. Which probably means that I have already blocked out having to endure change. Lucky for me and my aversion to change, the plumber arrived shortly after and all is well once again in the female work bathroom.

Obviously the following equation is true: me + change = not friends
Haha, that reminded me of a joke. "Dear Math, grow up and solve your own problems."



Oh wow....I'm floored that this sad excuse for a post is all I could muster today.

1 comment:

  1. this is such a random post but it made me laugh. so are there only 2 women at your work? what would happen if another woman started working there? would you ladies share or would she have to go to sonic every time?

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