Unfiltered Story #325721

I worked for several years at the office of a court appointed attorney. You know, ‘you are entitled to an attorney, if you can’t afford one, one will be provided for you’. I loved the job so much. My coworker was MEAN constantly, but I got used to that, and eventually, several years in, we got along pretty well. The one thing I could never get used to was that the one bathroom was four feet from my desk. This coworker would ‘use the bathroom’, light a match and then leave the door open allowing me to experience all the sinister goings-on of her insides as it wafted the four feet to my desk. This misery occurred every morning. :D