In Space, No One Can Hear You Pee

Well, it looks like someone's been using the men's room in my office building. Seriously, it smells like a Grayhound bus in there.

It would also appear that I'm not the only one who has read most of the 'Dune' series in there. Frankly, if the smell gets much worse, I'll just wear a stillsuit to work and avoid the whole thing.

What I find particularly amazing is that our day porter* can't do anything about the smell of hobo pee, but she can manage to knock on the door every single time I'm in there doing the jumble**.

* A fancy term for cleaning woman. I sort of picture a porter as looking more like Scatman Crothers or this guy (an actual porter.)
** By which I mean pooping, obviously.

In: technology, servants, bathrooms