Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudel

There may be a thing or two which I do not favor about my job.

This morning, however, I was reminded by something at work of one of my favorite things.

Here at my office, the restrooms are one-holers, if you will. Just one women's WC and just one toilet in that room. This means that every woman in my building uses the same toilet. Even though the male to female ratio is probably 3:1, it doesn't change the fact that my cheeks are basically shaking hands with every other lady's butt in the building.

So, when I get to work in the morning and head to the restroom at some point, I'm overwhelmingly elated when I see that I'm the first person of the day to take her for a spin.

I always know because the seat is up and the water is that deep chemical blue that means it's good and sterile.



I mean, come on. It's not just me, right?