And this is how you know that, as a member of the “Facilities” group, no one respects you even a tiny little bit:
“I AM A MEMBER OF FACILITIES AND YOU WILL LISTEN TO ME!”
I especially like the gall of the asshole who put his SHOES on the counter just to be, like, “You know what, facilities? I know shoes are filthy and supposed to go on the floor and would literally take up 6 inches of space but you are not the boss of me and I will NOT BOW TO THE ESTABLISHMENT!”
Personally, I don’t do this.
I have a locker. That I put a lock on.
We’re not supposed to have that, either.
Fuck you, Facilities.
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