Salesmen

I don't know what it is about salesmen. A few years ago, I worked in Floor 21. Floor 21 is the Sales Department. I can't help but observed that salesmen do not flush after using the urinal. They just waltzed into the restroom, unzipped their fly, do their business, zipped back up and waltz right out. Some decent salesmen will wash their hand. Notice the word "some"? That means, if you are meeting a salesmen today and you are going to shake his hand, I'd suggest you use Dettol afterwards.

What is wrong with all these people? Mind you, these are not your average salesmen. These guys earn RM100k per annum. They drive BMWs or Mercedes. And yet, they do not have basic manners and hygiene such as toilet training. I really wonder if their children are potty trained?

There was this particular guy. His name is Alvin (real name - in my blog, I don't use real name but I don't see a point of showing courtesy to Alvin by hiding his name). He's the worse of the lot. Not only does he not flush nor wash his hand after his business, he can't aim! Oh maaannn!! You should have seen the mess he makes. So, do not ever accept any food offer by Alvin, the salesman. You have been warned.

Anyway, I was so glad when I was moved to another floor, away from the Sales Department.

Unfortunately, last week the Sales Department was relocated to the same floor that I am in. I thought I could run from this nightmare. It's back.. and it's haunting me.

I will have to start tip toeing into the restroom these days...