I was in the rest room at work today and “my toilet” had piddle on it. Ewwww…

This is a very small building there can’t be more than 25 women that would use the rest room….
Sigh. Seriously? Piddle? Are we not all grownups?

My mind immediately started singing a little song my sister taught me –

If you sprinkle when you tinkle, please be neat and wipe the seat!