It's been a bit unsettling the past few weeks.

Someone on my floor here at work likes to smoke pot in the women's bathroom every so often. I think we have identified who, but not exactly which office she is from.

Well today, not only did the bathroom smell like pot (she doesn't even let the place air out when she leaves) to the extent that it almost made me gag (which is not an easy thing to do) but I went in there to find a couple of toilet seat covers that were ripped into strips, stips of the appropriate size to roll a joint.

Ew.