"Col. Mustard; in the Mens room; with the bathroom door!"

Lightning struck twice today in the Men’s bathroom at work – and it seems that I was the bolt of lightning!

Twice today I almost killed some poor new guy with the swinging door as I’ve been rushing in to take care of my urgent bidness. Not once, but twice, the heavy wooden door hammered into this poor bastards forehead as he was going to open it from the inside a split-second too late as I barged in.

It’s not a great way to start the day for either of us, me having to deal with being the cause of a tragic and untimely death of a fellow co-worker, and for him, well, being dead certainly wouldn’t have too many advantages, would it?

It was a brutal welcome for this new employee, fresh from the ranks of the “OJT” department.

I hope I don’t manage to kill him before his insurance benefits takes effect!