By 3.30pm the toilet floor at work is awash with dozens of green paper towels and the place looks very unhygienic. Which is probably why the cleaners get in early. When I head for my end-of-day water passing ceremony they're usually in there ahead of me. Often, they'll block entry by propping a sign across the door. But on several occassions they have gone about their business as I have stood at a urinal. This can be very off-putting. But I fear that one day I will find it arousing and, to spare my blushes as I am not ready for all this unisex action, will be unable to move away from the urinal until the cleaners have departed several hours and dozens of green paper towels later.
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