Men of the forvm, the stars have alligned and the God's have answered. Today I received the best Christmas gift a man could ever ask for. What is it you ask? Well, the search is over. I caught this motherfucker and there is a bit of a story to go along with it. I have been going into the stall next to the culprit stall in hopes of catching him. Well, today during my morning poop I hear somebody come in and go to the sink and get paper towels and run the water. I thought nothing of it. Then he enters the stall next to me and I notice immediately the shoes that enter. Black patent leather boots. Like a cop would wear. I am thinking to myself how ugly they are and then a hand reaches down holding a soapy paper towel and start wiping them down. I am thinking, what a fucking nutjob. He leaves the boots all soapy while he finishes his business and then dries them off with another piece of paper towel. Then leaves and shuts the fucking stall door with the paper towel. I was so excited I shit again. This is the person who I have been thinking it is too.
I will tell you it is one of the only people that is in my building that doesn't work for the company. He works for a small company that rents office space from us.
It is done. From here on out the unofficial title of this thread shall be, "Public Restrooms - The People We Encounter" Share all of your stories.
Goodnight, and good luck.