I believe that when planning the layout of an office, perhaps placing the kitchen close to the bathrooms is unwise.

Now I can see the reasoning, in fact I agree with most of it. But when I'm trying to go the bathroom, and somebody nearby has recently prepared a package of Orville Redenbacher's Super Butter Heart Attack w/ Extra Butter in the microwave, I can't help but be a little put off. I mean, there generally is a reason why fluids and solids that leave us smell bad. Think about it....would you want the lovely smell of fresh medium well prime rib wafting up from the toilet as you drop off the kids? Of course you wouldn't...unless your a sick deviant.

So I was a little put off by the whole aroma of butter while I relieved myself and looked at the mural of boogers on the wall in front of me. Surely there has been enough blood in them over the years that the man who did them should be dead by now. But back to the point....when I was done I washed my hands using the new soap dispenser, then turned and was greeted by a brand new towel dispenser as well. (Apparently somebody went on a shopping spree while the companies stock was up above $40)

Leaving the bathroom I walked over to get my lunch out of the fridge (thanks Jen!) and that's where I made my mistake. I forgot to pull the sleeve of my shirt up so I could use that to shield me from the handle on the community refrigerator. I made actual contact between my dermal layer and the handle.

So I ended up eating my lunch with only my left hand. :(

yes...that was the point of this whole story.