So...here's a quick story about how I was almost MURDERED. At ~5:10am, I need to use the restroom. Minutes prior, supervisor stepped out to use the restroom as well. Hasn't returned yet. I get a brilliant idea. To avoid an awkward confrontation on the toilet, I'll use the 2nd floor restroom, instead of the 3rd floor. No one else uses this building at night, GENIUS. Get to the 2nd floor, all of the offices are closed and locked...
Open restroom door, lights are out. Take one step inside, hear a man groan.
NOPE NOPE NOPE FUCKING NOPE
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