backforthmenu What’s Worse? I am worried about leaving a smell in the bathroom at work. I don’t know why... everyone poops. But today I happen to be in the Woman’s room because the men’s room is occupied and, well, you know. I courtesy flush. That helps—doesn’t it? After I finish, I realize there is no way I can really tell what it smells like in here, so I look around for some sort of freshener or match or anything, just in case. Nothing. Bandaides, Tylenol, fire-extinguisher. Bowl cleanser? Surely the power of that product will subtract any foul odors... but no, I still can’t tell. Above the towel dispenser there is a stout jar of some sort... aromatic lotion. That will have to do. I unscrew the lid and sniff. Nice. In an attempt to distribute the pleasant aroma, I shake the jar. Lotion splats on the wall, floor, toilet bowl, sink. It smells nice now. 6/20/00