Who's The Real DooDoo

Meaning: who's really the shit.


My gripe is one that can apply in general, but it's most pertinent to the workplace, just from my own personal feelings.

At work, I do not like to know who is shitting/ just shit in the bathroom. I try not to look at the shoes under the stall door when I walk in and recognize that funny odor (even though it differs from person to person. I can't look at them the same for the rest of the day if I know that they took a dump on the work throne. I'm a shitbreak person myself, meaning: if i absolutely have to shit, i'm absolutely going home. If someone is shitting, making noises, stankin up the joint, I don't want to be able to mentally connect the dots with that experience and the actual person that I have to work with and see around.

It's just too... personal. Way more personal than I want to get with most anymore, not to mention a coworker.