Under normal circumstances I would not post about work but this made my Monday. I've decided my new term for going to the bathroom is going to be "shaking out some cheese". After all, I think it's time for cheese to get a new reputation in that department.
What really impressed me about this, though, was that when I went back into my locked, dark area and said to my coworker 'Can I borrow your phone so I can take a picture of the can of grated parmesean cheese that's sitting on the back of the toilet in the bathroom?' she asked not one question and without even really looking up from what she was doing, handed me her phone. I don't know why, but somehow this entire experience just imbued me with renewed love for my fellow man.