The fight for THAT cubicle
Yes, strangely enough, the entrance / exit to the toilets of my office building require a pass and a key. In addition, there is a stand-alone room, named 'executive toilet', with more than ample space for one (executive, obviously) to spend quality time in it. The sign on the door is a male figure and a female figure, so the naughty people can imagine what this means on another note. And to enter this room, you need a separate key which can be found in a plastic box beside the door that needs the pass to open. Confusing, no?
To this point, you might have guessed that almost all the female workers will fight to use that cubicle. Everyone wants the whole 'room' to themselves, goodness knows doing: make-up, napping, big big big business, self-reflection, dancing with joy, tearing & the what-nots.
Sometimes I do wonder why the male population does not seem to WANT to use this cubicle.
So there I was, back from lunch early, and picking up the key from the plastic box, while using my pass to open the door, almost knocking into a colleague, whom I do not recognise, silently exiting. (Yes, after 4 months, I still have trouble knowing who is who, because there are simply too many staff coming and going.) Then I heard a loud "TSK" and she returned to the other toilet (with cubicles). Oh, I thought as I turned the knob of the door of the 'executive toilet', she wants to use the 'room' too. LOL. I had the satisfaction of being there first.
And moments later, there was a knock from the other side, a new voice called out: hello, anyone inside?
EVERYONE WANTS TO SPEND TIME ALONE IN TOILETS.
My point of this post? Nothing, really.
To this point, you might have guessed that almost all the female workers will fight to use that cubicle. Everyone wants the whole 'room' to themselves, goodness knows doing: make-up, napping, big big big business, self-reflection, dancing with joy, tearing & the what-nots.
Sometimes I do wonder why the male population does not seem to WANT to use this cubicle.
So there I was, back from lunch early, and picking up the key from the plastic box, while using my pass to open the door, almost knocking into a colleague, whom I do not recognise, silently exiting. (Yes, after 4 months, I still have trouble knowing who is who, because there are simply too many staff coming and going.) Then I heard a loud "TSK" and she returned to the other toilet (with cubicles). Oh, I thought as I turned the knob of the door of the 'executive toilet', she wants to use the 'room' too. LOL. I had the satisfaction of being there first.
And moments later, there was a knock from the other side, a new voice called out: hello, anyone inside?
EVERYONE WANTS TO SPEND TIME ALONE IN TOILETS.
My point of this post? Nothing, really.