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at work i have a favorite bathroom stall. it's cozy, it's clean and for some reason no one liked it. maybe because it flushed funny, but i knew how to jiggle it. when i left the office for 4 months to do field work, the things i missed most was the hot water cooler and my stall. when i came back, the stall was right there, waiting for me...except something was different. i could tell that someone else was using the stall, the toilet paper was just going way too fast for it to be just me. while i was away, someone must have discovered my secret.

i was crushed! i felt exposed. what used to be a highlight of my work day, soon became a chore. but today, i found a new favorite bathroom stall! the door is broken, but i know how to make it work for me. and it is all mine!