The Bathroom Bandit strikes again!

Several months ago I wrote about the signs that someone had put up in our bathroom stalls here at work. I finally got around to taking a photo. A very cute poem, don't you think?



Recently, a new sign has found residence below the first signs. No cute poem, just straight to the point. Quite frankly, I'd be embarrassed if my mother had to clean up after me in the restroom.



Maybe there should be an initiation into adulthood with a test trial to see if you can properly use the loo.