Make it a 3-fer for the day.
Have had some lower tract issues prompting sudden and urgent trips to the men’s room at work. Imagine the feeling of heeding ‘the call’ opening the door to one of the stalls and seeing this
(warning, another vile photo below)
Now I am not expecting scented hand soap or soft linen towels to dry the hands, but I’ve seen clearer, more well kept toilets at seedy gasoline stations! And this is not unusual here at work. To me just another manifestation of passive aggressive push back.