Thinking it gross to ask for her roll of toilet back, Jill said, “You can keep it,” and went out of the cubicle.
As she was washing her hands, singing the Happy Birthday song, two maintenance personnel burst into the ladies’ washroom.
The lankier man complained, “Dude, it’s just a stuck door. It’s been three days since it was reported. Why didn’t you just unscrew the hinges?”
The other guy, noticing Jill, looked at her and apologized for suddenly coming into the washroom as he took down a sign saying “OUT OF ORDER.”
With a sudden spine-tingling sensation, Jill fainted.