Monday, December 1, 2008

Steno Pool, You are S.O.L.

I'm sure there is some Freudian explanantion for my obsession/compulsion with all things bathroom.

That being said (but not being explored too thoroughly - I really don't want to know), there is a lot of information that one can glean from the toilet paper dispenser in a public washroom stall.

Like the ongoing struggle of hierarchy between the haves and have-nots:


Apparently, Georgia-Pacific only caters to middle management and above.

The rest of you peons are on your own.

3 comments:

Driftwood and Pumpkin said...

You crack me up with your bathroom obsession. Ever since you posted about your public bathroom experience (i think it was this summer...) i think of you each time i enter a public stall!

I mean that totally as a compliment and not in a weird way ;0)

Cormac Brown said...

The way that execs have been ruining the world left and right? Why, they only deserve that purple sandpaper that the French call toilet paper.

Anonymous said...

Countess iPost: Um, thanks?

I would never take a compliment like that in a weird way.

No sir-eee.

Never.

Count Cormac: I must admit that I found the 1/2 ply of Paris quite exfoliatingly refreshing!

 
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