This is what we've been reduced to: an entire hallway of 14 educated professionals with higher degrees rationing the two rolls of toilet tissue we're allotted every day in our staff bathroom. Toilet tissue, quite ironically, has become more valuable than copy paper, and that was already more precious than gold.
There is nothing that makes you feel your lack of worth in the universe than dashing down the hall in the five minutes you have between classes to take care of vital personal business to find that you can't even do that because there is no toilet tissue. It's absurd. It's depressing.
We were also told that if they found any rolls in our rooms that had been taken for kids to use as Kleenex, they would confiscate them. Now, I have always bought Kleenex out of my own money, so this doesn't apply to me, but I find the idea of turning our cleaning staff into TP Police ridiculous. I makes me absolutely rebellious, in fact.
Tomorrow, I'm fighting back. I'm taking my own supplies to school. I'm not living like this any more. This will be just one more thing I have to buy and take of my own, I guess. Pretty soon, I suppose I'll be paying the light bill there, too.
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