Someone stole a toilet seat from the handicap stall in our men’s room. Every night one of our guys goes into the bathroom and sprays the top of the toilet tank and the roll dispenser with cooking spray. That way when the coke heads dump their candy out (yeah, they do it off the backs of toilets, classy huh?) it all sticks to the surface and makes them angry. Which I find funny. Anyway, the toilet seat was there when our guy went in to spray. Around midnight some one went in to check the bathrooms and the seat was gone. As you might expect, this was quite the topic for conversation as we speculated on what may have happened to our toilet seat. We eventually found it in the maintenance closet and it's since been reinstalled.
I spent an hour watching the tapes to find the culprit. It became my white whale. Unfortunately I never did find the them. But seriously. Who wants to touch a bar toilet, let alone carry it around. Shakes head, moves on to next thing.
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