Mike and I are sharing a bathroom with two of our other roommates. I have recently proposed and experiment with a hypothesis that has been scarily accurate.
We were almost out of toilet paper. And, given my roommates' dedication to the cleanliness of our apartment (read: none), I proposed to Mike the following: we would ask them to provide the next gross of toilet paper and stockpile several rolls in our room. When we ran out, we would tap our resources and wait and see how long they go without this particular necessity. We did, and our bathroom ran out of paper last Wednesday. It has been almost five days since, and still no toilet paper has been purchased. Mike and I are still good for at least two more weeks, but that's hardly the issue. Frankly, I'm baffled. I don't know what they are doing, where they are going, how good they are at "holding it," or what kind of disgusting conditions they are willing to put up with; but one thing's for sure—five days is a long time to go without TP.
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