One bad thing about working with so many boys is that, approximately one out of every three times I walk into the bathroom, the toilet seat is up and the toilet paper roll is empty.
Also it smells like poo poo.
Lots of poo poo.
Oh, also this:
[Upon arriving at the office this morning]
Jillian: “Good morning, Coworker!”
Coworker: “Good morn — Wow! You look wide awake this morning! Haha! Your eyes are so puffy! Are you sick or something?”
Ha. Ha. Ha. I hate you.