Germy Gina Strikes Back Part 15

Germy Gina Chronicles

Gina breezed in today, like a woman unbothered, balancing a bakery box big enough to host a summit. “Morning!” she chirped, setting the box on the communal table with the care of someone placing an offering at the altar of workplace tension.

In thick black Sharpie across the lid, the note read:“In honor of digestive freedoms everywhere. Take a donut, don’t take a stance—your choice. But if you’re gonna monitor my bathroom visits, at least carb-load first.” —Management (of my own bowels),

Gina

By end of day, the majority of the donuts were still untouched, their fillings tragically unviolated. Not sure who decided to roll the dice and grab one from Germy Gremlin Gina but may peace be with their bowels. And their immune system.

Apparently, calling out toilet surveillance makes people lose their appetite.

Who knew?