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Discourtesy and Carelessnes know no social bounds.

Posted by Iszi on May 7, 2007

So, it’s been a relatively long while since I’ve been in the “dead-end job” industry now. A little over a year, maybe pushing two I think. I’ve started to grow comfortable in the office environment now, actually beginning to feel like I’m in a job that’s halfway worth something. (Still barely paying the bills, so I’m not fully up to “worth something” yet.)

However, there is this one thing that haunts me still which I thought had been left behind when I got out of the “lower class” businesses, so to speak. I thought, now that I’m in a large office building working with professional businessmen and businesswomen, that these would be generally people of better class and behavior.

Apparently, that only applies outside of the restroom. (Even then, not entirely so, but today I’m griping about the restroom.) Yes, everyone who works in this building is mostly of the business-professional type, with the only exceptions being those people needed to maintain the building and serve in the food areas. Even those seem to be good-quality people. But there’s some days when, much to my dismay, our bathrooms just don’t show it.

I would think with the higher quality of people that would be expected in this environment, that I should not find:

  • Toilet paper left lying about in the stalls.
  • Paper towels thrown on the floor next to the doors.
  • The “captain’s log”.
  • A bathroom that reeks of weed!

Most of these aren’t one-time deals, either! Today is probably the second or third time in what feels like just as many months – or less – that I’ve gone to a different restroom just so I don’t have to smell fresh-smoked marijuana while I’m doing my business. And I know it was done during the work-day because the same bathroom was smelling fresh and clean when I used it just after getting in this morning!
I also can’t count how many times I’ve looked near a bathroom door and had to pick up paper towels that should have been in the trash can not 4 feet away! Or, had to flush a toilet because its contents were too disgusting for me to bear leaving. (I can understand being absent-minded about it once in awhile, but when something like that is in there, have mercy!) It’s no longer in my job description to be taking care of such things, but I can’t stand leaving it for those that do!

One that I really don’t get is this one stall where there is always a long piece of toilet paper hanging on the inside of the door! And I do mean always! There’s been days when I’ve personally taken it down and flushed it or thrown it away, only to see it replaced some few hours later! I’ve even stopped and looked around to try to see some purpose for it, and I just don’t get it!

I was going to end this with a disclaimer for sounding snobbish or stuck-up, but I just realized I shouldn’t. Why, because I really don’t care! I’ve personally been in the “lower-class” category – and still am in some ways – and even then see no excuse for any of this behavior in public or in your own workplace! So, to see this happening in a higher-classed work environment so to speak, has really just rubbed me wrong.

This is the kind of stuff I had to clean up behind back when I was working in fast food/retail, and things I thought I had moved away from when I got out of that business. Didn’t these people’s mommas not teach them nothing?


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