We share the 4th floor with another company.  There are a few characters from that company even Michael Jackson seems normal in comparison with them if you know what I mean.

Unfortunately, there are only one men’s room and one lady’s room on the same floor that we all have to share.  Speaking of traumatic imagery, as I opened the restroom door this afternoon, this PERSON had his pants dropped all the way down to his ankles.  I gasped and regretfully sucked the stinky air out of the room.  I quickly averted my eyes and panicked.  Not knowing what to do, I froze with the door still wide open.  The PERSON began to turn his head and stare at me.  In a split second, I regained my consciousness and went on to do my own business.  Moments later, I turned around as I had to wash my hands.  This PERSON still had his pants all the way down, practically on the floor and engrossed himself in popping his zits on his face.  I DIED.  I no longer think Paris Hilton is weird.

P.S.  The title, “Please Take off All Your Clothes Before You Poop,” is based on a true story.  A friend of mine from grade school was totally paranoid about this.  He told me repeatedly, “Poop will stain your clothes.  Thus, the only way to do it is poop stark naked.”