The first time I went into the loo this morning, I noticed a coffee cup sitting on the vanity/counter next to a sink. This is nothing new. Drinks and foodstuffs are often abandoned (and consumed ... blech) in the bathroom. Yesterday, there was a half-full cup sitting next to a bottle of Dr. Pepper on the table in the "lounge area" all goddamn day.
A short time after my first trip, I was heading back to pee again (fucking coffee) and walked in at the same time as a couple of women from the Office of the Disgusting Cunts. One was holding that very same coffee cup I'd seen earlier.
She was telling her compatriot how upset she was, sitting there at her desk, that she'd lost or forgotten her coffee. But then she went into the bathroom and there it was, like two hours later. It was cold, but hey -- it was still there! AND SHE WAS DRINKING IT.
Look, I've been fairly desperate for caffeine a few times in my past, but there are limits to which I'll go to get it. Sometimes dealing with a foggy brain and a headache is better than the alternative. I mean, you obviously come into this bathroom a few times a day. You've seen what people do to it. Sometimes, I swear I can taste the smell in there. Your coffee is not just cold. I'm pretty sure it's got some nasty stuff in it now, too.
Of course, I was less surprised -- but still completely grossed out -- that she would do such a thing when both she and her compatriot exited their stalls (she took her coffee in with her, of course) and left without washing their hands.