Don't pretend you're above this kind of thing because I know for a fact that you are not.
Anyway. I mentioned a week or so ago that there were some issues with the toilet door down our end of the office. I mentioned it in my weekly report:
Ironic:- Speaking of privies… there was excitement down our end of the office this week then someone managed to get stuck in the toilets. We think it was the engineer who was sent to fix the broken door. I realise that it’s not quite the same thing as a black fly in your chardonnay or 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife but I’m pretty sure that it is ironic.
There have been developments: as they apparently couldn't fix the door, the solution that they've opted for is to take away the door entirely.
Yes. That's right. The toilet door has gone, and the toilets now open out directly onto the office. Well, it was the obvious answer.
Yes, that is someone's desk just out there.
Well, in a very English way, someone has left a note just above one of the urinals to voice their displeasure, albeit very mildly:
Is this going to get them a door any time soon? Doubtful.
Did it make me smile (missing question mark notwithstanding)? Definitely.
....And yes, in case you were wondering, I did have to wait until quite late when there was no one around before whipping my camera out in the gents toilets.
But I was only thinking of you, dear reader. I knew you'd be interested. I know you pretend not to be, but I know that you are.