Because we are in cost saving mode at work, there are signs in the bathroom asking employees to please turn off the lights when unoccupied. I walked into a dark, unlit, deposit closet and noticed that one of the stalls was shut and locked. Hmm. Then I hear a flush. I can’t say how long the phantom pooper was huddled in fear in the dark danky dungeon but I am guessing he was waiting quite some time, waiting for someone to turn the light on to see if he was done with the toilet paper, undoubtedly scarred for life.
