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I bought new euro-spec headlamps for my car, and today I'm shipping my old headlamps back to the guy who sold me the euros. My hands were still dirty from packing the box (on a side note, I don't think I've ever seen that much bubble wrap outside of a UPS Store in my life), so as soon as I got to work I went to the restroom to wash my hands. I walked in the door...and there was a guy with his pants down. In front of the sinks. For some reason he needed to watch himself in the mirror to tuck his shirt in before pulling up his pants. Why he couldn't just do it in the stall and make minor fixes after he washed his hands, I don't know. But it struck me as really creepy, even though there's much more on display at, say, the gym's locker room.