Cowboy Caleb the liberal arts, grown-up stuff & random mischief

It’s Like A Milestone Of Sorts

Before I forget, I’ve hit a major milestone in my career - being given my own key for the executive washroom.

I am a bag of mixed emotions. Part of me wants to roll about laughing, the other part of me is inclined to go take a dump there (the john is a lot cleaner). Guess I’ll never run out of toilet paper from this point henceforth.

Congrats in your reward! :)

Congrats.

Do they have gold taps and designer toilet bowl in there? :D

LOL! That’s great! hahaha Congrats! Next thing you know.. u’ll have your own cubicle!!

Stress. Because you cannot anyhow dirty the toilet liao, since there are only so many people to push the blame onto. Cannot toss ciggie butt onto floor. Cannot throw wet toilet paper onto the ceiling. Cannot write cheem cheem profound poems like “This is a tee pee for a pee pee” on the wall when you are in the thinker’s position. And worse of all, no more funny toilet jokes to read when you are taking a leak.

Exclusive members only toilet also very sian sometimes.

your own personal toilet! woohoot!

anyway, i think i’m supposed to congratulate you.

congrats!