I went to the bathroom at work this morning.
Well, when ya gotta go…
And the little cup was no longer in the stall.
**Sob**
He’s now on the sink. The sucker is MOBILE!
**sentience in plastics? Is this how you get Skynet???**
I feel as if someone in this odd, work/potty relationship has either dodged a bullet, or just witnessed the beginning of the end of the Human species…and I’m not sure if I should be excited, or terrified.
At least I’ll be in the right place if I get the shit scared outta me.
The Tempest and the Teapot 
OK. Do this: next time you attend the call of nature, take a marker with you and place a small dot on the cup. This way you can track its movement – that is, is it the same cup that’s making the rounds?
OR! Put a note in it, like message in a bottle and see if you get a reply!
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I can just see me scrawling common bathroom graffiti on the thing:
“Don’t beam me up, Scotty…I’m taking a shI “
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I say move it to your boss’s desk and see if it finds its way back.
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Well…I could relocate it to my boss’s boss’s desk – but my immediate boss is in California and I’m in Wisconsin, which might be just a BIT of a hike…
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