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so, that's what you are, huh?
It's bad enough that there is a window in the restroom here in my office space, situated right next to the urinal and looking out over I-95 . . . right at car level.
There is a shade. People open the shade and the lovely people stuck in traffic can see my pee-pee.
I close the shade.
Someone opens the shade.
I close the shade again.
The shade is always open when I go in there.
I close the shade.
Someone breaks the shade so it no longer closes. Everyone gets to see my pee-pee. Everyone is happy 'cept for Klutch.xls.
Today I go in and someone is just standing there in the public restroom gazing longingly out the window.
And the world gets to see my pee-pee.
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