Thursday – Sea Monkeys and Cyber Cans

Today on my drive into work, I was thinking about the role of the "courtesy flush" in the world of office politics. Everyone takes the idea of the courtesy flush for granted until they work with someone who doesn't subscribe to the protocol. It's hard to find out who these people are without placing a sentry outside of the restroom to catch them in action (or, in this case, inaction). Then, once you have one of them cornered, what do you do with them? Do you march them back into the stall and make them flush until the job is done? I say yes, if that's what it takes to get the idea through their inconsiderate heads that no one wants to know if they had corn for dinner last night unless we ask them the question point blank.

( Meet me in the Ladies Room )