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pen_gruntWe have a girl-bathroom and a boy-bathroom at work. Saint Paul requires two bathrooms for a certain size office space.
The "girl" bathroom is all mine. I'm the only girl who works here. It has a picture of Peggy Olsen and Pippi Longstocking on it. (The boy bathroom has Ernest Hemingway in a bathtub and Don Draper.) When we have a large number of guests, both bathrooms get used by both sexes.
Which is fine. Because I think sex-differentiated bathrooms in such a small space is kind of a silly thing anyway, and I don't much care about unisex bathrooms as long as they're clean.
We have an artist here (my favorite kinda-stoner who laughs at all my stupid jokes and I need to set up with someone because he's ADORABLE times a million) doing some work on a project. He insists--when both bathrooms are open--on using the girl bathroom.
Which, again, is totally fine by me....except that he WILL NOT put the toilet seat back down. Will not. Ever.
For some reason this irritates me more than it should. I mean...use the other bathroom or put the toilet seat down when you're done. I talked to him about it, but he just forgets. I put post-its under the seat and on the mirror. I duct-taped off the bathroom entrance. And still. He's totally just doing it to fuck with me now.
This is just not something I've had to deal with before. I never, ever, ever have to remind D about the toilet seat. Ever. It always shocks me when his dad or brother visit and leave the seat up...because it makes me wonder where D learned to just put it back down automatically. It also reaffirms my belief that I married the most awesome D-boy. As if I had any doubts (I didn't).
The "girl" bathroom is all mine. I'm the only girl who works here. It has a picture of Peggy Olsen and Pippi Longstocking on it. (The boy bathroom has Ernest Hemingway in a bathtub and Don Draper.) When we have a large number of guests, both bathrooms get used by both sexes.
Which is fine. Because I think sex-differentiated bathrooms in such a small space is kind of a silly thing anyway, and I don't much care about unisex bathrooms as long as they're clean.
We have an artist here (my favorite kinda-stoner who laughs at all my stupid jokes and I need to set up with someone because he's ADORABLE times a million) doing some work on a project. He insists--when both bathrooms are open--on using the girl bathroom.
Which, again, is totally fine by me....except that he WILL NOT put the toilet seat back down. Will not. Ever.
For some reason this irritates me more than it should. I mean...use the other bathroom or put the toilet seat down when you're done. I talked to him about it, but he just forgets. I put post-its under the seat and on the mirror. I duct-taped off the bathroom entrance. And still. He's totally just doing it to fuck with me now.
This is just not something I've had to deal with before. I never, ever, ever have to remind D about the toilet seat. Ever. It always shocks me when his dad or brother visit and leave the seat up...because it makes me wonder where D learned to just put it back down automatically. It also reaffirms my belief that I married the most awesome D-boy. As if I had any doubts (I didn't).
