Some say that the office/cubicle life is shallow and unfulfilling. There’s a phrase associated with people that make such seemingly negative observations: “no shit sherlock!” If you’re like me, the office is all you got. It encompasses your life 9-10 hours a day without respite. Sometimes it even holds you hostage keeps you company on the weekend. Often times late at night when you should be doing this thing called “socializing,” whatever the fuck that is.
At some point over my two years here, each day sitting at my desk each day with that famous blank look on my face, I started to notice things. Strange wonderful things like the perfect way to slouch so no one can see that your eyes are shut and you don’t have to support you neck while you sleep. You learn things about people like who not to shake hands with because you sit close enough to the bathroom to know who doesn’t wash before going back to work.
It was another bathroom observation I made recently. I tend to make bathroom observations…
