Bathroom Foul

Once again, I am witness to an egregious bathroom foul, only a few days after the previous incident. Approaching the washroom at work, I hear the stall door slam, and immediately the door is opened and the perpetrator nonchalantly exits. Whoah ! Aren't we forgetting something, like hand sanitization ? There was zero time allotted for washing up in this case. Wait, maybe the alleged befouler had only visited the stall to obtain TP for nose-blowing purposes - in which case the foul is minor...nope, can hear the toilet bowl filling up, indicating a flush did happen. Don't you hate that ! Now you can visualize the bathroom door handle crawling with fecal choliform particles, and Extreme Sanitized Exit Procedures need to be invoked, such as opening the door only with hand encased in several layers of paper towels.

As I return to my office, I pass by the perpetrator in his cubicle, infecting his keyboard and any other articles he has touched. My eyes narrow as I give him a piercing glance - yes I know what you did - perhaps I shall expose you my foul friend - you are on my list.