potty
so we had a company wide shutdown over the week of july 4th. i walked into the men's room. had that horrified adrenaline rush. did an about face. and walked right back out again. i checked the sign on the door expecting it to say women. but no. it still said men. whew. i knew they did some stuff at work. like paint the handicapped spots in the parking garage. and clean the floors. apparently they did some work in the men's room too. the urinal moved across the room into the acute corner. the old urinal location is now a stall. presumably there's a pot in there. i didn't actually look. that's the thing that threw me for such a mental loop. heh. we're not battlestar galactica yet. nowhere close.