Upon entering a single-stall public restroom, your first order of business should be to lock the door behind you. You know, to prevent other people from barging in on you and see you doing your business. It’s embarrassing for both parties when something like that happens. Especially when you can both clearly see who the other party is.
Tag Archive: work
Oh, no. One of the barbie princesses white trash soap opera stars that I work with finally got fired. (They seem to think they’re barbie princesses so everyone has to kneel and kiss their asses. I will never be one of those people.)
I refer to them as “my white trash soap opera” because I get the pleasure (and it is funny, really) of listening to them discuss their lives everyday during lunch. “My baby daddy” this and “his skanky girlfriend” that. They all have a minimum of one child and one baby daddy. Two of them share a baby daddy. That’s class right there.
