Head Examinator Wanted
The events which have transpired over the past few minutes can only be classified as a complete and utter....BRAIN FART. Whilst on my most recent trip to the men's room, one of many throughout my usual day(I used to not go all that much, but ever since I started drinking this lil "wottle bater" thingy, I have...), I went pee and proceeded to the sink. I remembered that the one near my current urinal location didn't have any more paper towels, so I moved on to the sink on the other side of the bathroom. So I'm waiting there, with my hands underneath the faucet...for like 30 seconds, and then I think to myself, DUDE! Why isn't this thing turning on?!?!? I look down and remember that it isn't one of those sensor faucets...I've been here over a month now, and I didn't remember that? Anyway, I giggle to myself and reach for the soap, only to accidentaly grab a paper towel. I finally DO get to the soap, wash my hands, and afterward, I accidentally put MORE soap on my hands thinking I was getting a paper towel... My mind is in complete disarray...maybe it's because I was already drifting into the bliss that is the feeling of coming to the end of the workweek...or maybe I'm just a freak like that...

And on my way out...I crossed one of my coworkers in the hallway...who was headed towards the restroom...question... Dude, Isn't it GROSS to bring your coffee into the bathroom?!?!?!?