The theme for today is: "Oh, Grow Up!"
OK. So I am at the office, and I have just been informed that the rear stall in the men's restroom has been plugged up for two weeks. And nobody has done anything about it, and the men in the office want to know why. So I say, "Well, did anyone call building services?" No. "Why not?" We don't know the number to building services. Only the admin assistants know the number to building services. "And the admin assistants are all what?" Women.
So for two weeks, the men's room has been befouled and nobody would take care of it because calling building services is an admin's job, and none of the admins knew about the problem because, well, frankly, we don't go in there, and nobody said anything to us about it, apparently because all of the men thought it would be assumed that whoever reported it would be the person responsible for it.
Didn't the rest of us get past this in grade school?
So for two weeks, the men's room has been befouled and nobody would take care of it because calling building services is an admin's job, and none of the admins knew about the problem because, well, frankly, we don't go in there, and nobody said anything to us about it, apparently because all of the men thought it would be assumed that whoever reported it would be the person responsible for it.
Didn't the rest of us get past this in grade school?