Seriously, what is wrong with people?
We are all adults. I know we are because children are banned from going through the badge-entry doors just past the desk manned by the security trolls employed by Wackenhut, which is a name that still cracks me up every time I see it emblazoned across the badge on their arms. However, I digress.
That being said, the habits of the people I share office space with are nothing short of deplorable. We all know I’ve dealt with lunch thieves along with people talking on cell phones while using the bathroom.
Those are bad enough as it is, but really, I observe more that disturbs me when I enter the bathroom at work. What else can I have to complain about?
First of all, I am amazed, simply AMAZED, at the number of women who completely bypass the sinks on their way out of the bathrooms. Now, if they bypassed the sinks, but stopped at the Purell dispenser on the way out the door I might be able to handle it a little bit more, but no. They flush, continue their cell phone conversations, and walk out the door. Umm, eww.
Now I know the call center employees have to ask permission to use the bathroom, or have to fit it in during one of their miniscule breaks, so they are strapped for time, but really, is it necessary at the expense of your own hygiene? The sign above the Purell dispenser asks you to wash your hands as a courtesy to your fellow employees to help stop the spread of cold, flu, and other germs. Then again, if they are in the midst of such a time-sensitive conversation that they can’t wash their hands, I’m sure they can’t take the five seconds necessary to read the sign imploring them to wash their hands.
Furthermore, I am amazed at what the bathroom looks like come 2:00 p.m. versus 9:00 a.m. There’s toilet paper strewn across the floor, and almost guaranteed at least two, if not three, of the toilets have not been flushed. Really? What outhouse did these people grow up using that they can’t even flush the toilets? Or does it go back to the fact they are so pressed for time to return to their phones they can’t be bothered to wash their hands, or flush, apparently. (Wonder if the sign at left would help... maybe not.)
Even worse, there’s a plunger kept in one of the stalls. Really, is building maintenance so lazy that a) their idea of fixing a toilet is to make a plunger readily available or b) they leave it to the obviously time-pressed ladies to take care of their own maintenance issues? (If they can’t even wash their hands, what makes you think they will plunge the toilet?) Just one more example of working in a building with a crappy maintenance team. Don’t even get me started on the UnitedHealthcare building that was owned by a company in Florida so the thought to salt the parking lot/sidewalks was a completely foreign concept.
Oh, yeah, and back to the fridge for a second … not only has part of my lunch been lifted (along with others, apparently, as more notes appeared on my passive-aggressive note), but the fridge is disgusting. Apparently people steal other’s lunches, leaving their own to sit there and spoil, causing diseases to spread to all who open the door. Half-empty bottles of pop litter the fridge. I’m sure some of them in there are older than my kid. Why doesn’t someone clean this out, or at the very least, why don’t these people clean up behind themselves? (The mini-fridge in my cube area is routinely penicillin-experimentation-free, thank God. At least in my badge-controlled area people know enough to clean up behind themselves.)
Just further proof why I despise people as a general rule. You start with nothing and have to prove to me you are worth respect rather than starting with respect and proving why you don’t deserve it.
Grow up people. And until you do, don’t bother coming into work, okay?
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