So, Boy's workplace is in an office complex where their neighboring tenant is one of those social service agencies that helps developmentally disabled adults enter the workforce, or is like a daycare, or something. Which I think is great. Except for the fact that their two offices share a common restroom, and that one or more of this agencies' clients has bathroom "issues" on a fairly regular basis.
And without going into too much detail, these issues range from not understanding the social more that is closing the stall door, to poop problems that necessitate rubber gloves, a mop, bucket and a change of clothing, to um...engaging in activities of personal pleasure.

omg.
do not.
even.
think.
about the.
um.

body fluids.

anyway
I have to say that it's really pretty funny to hear the stories from Boy about the day's bathroom events, and to hear about Boy's coworkers reactions to these bathroom events. Of course not working there and not having to actually use the bathroom in question makes it slightly easier to maintain a sense of humor about the whole thing.
Fortunately Boy is very easy going so for the most part he takes it all in stride and/or just pees when he is out to lunch.
But the same cannot be said for everyone in his office.
Because understandably, coming face to face with a poo-mergency, or even with the aftermath of a poo-mergency...at the office.... can be a little off-putting.

Now, whether a poo-mergency is more or less off-putting than walking in and finding completely naked guy just standing there, I'm not sure.

I keep telling him he needs to start a blog.