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Guaranteed Human.

Am I the A-hole for getting the disabled girl fired so I can use her fancy bathroom? You know what? Sam, I'm going to, I'm going to let one go in the dark. I'm just going to, I'm just going to close my eyes and throw it out. Let it, let it, let it, let it slip through the, the butthole. I'm throwing out a, yeah, you're the A-hole. What? Why? I'm throwing a flag on the field. Really? Just because he just needs a little extra space to make his mess. Yeah, yeah. Like, doesn't he deserve like to have an extra cubic foot? He deserves a porcelain throne. Wow. Man needs to man spread. How could I, how could I have misundestimated him?

Let me stop gaslighting him.

I'm so sorry.

I 29 male have started a new position at the beginning of November with a decent size law firm in my city.

Things have been going great up until this week.

The first three weeks I have been here.

I have heard lots of horror stories about a member of the office we will call Jolene.

I heard that the last two people that took this position were basically bullied out of the post by Jolene and that anybody who makes any complaints to HR basically gets told to put up and shut up for two reasons.

First, Jolene, despite not being the most popular person in the office, is very good at what

she does to the point the company sees her as invaluable.

And secondly, Jolene is a wheelchair user and is apparently very quick to throw the discrimination

car around as soon as something doesn't go her way. All right. Use what you got. Hey, that's what I'm talking about, baby. Another key point to this tale is that I use a stoma bag and have done so since I was a baby. Stoma bag is like a colostomy bag. It's basically like it collects poop instead of out of your butthole. It collects it out of like straight from the intestine. Yeah. And so it's like like a bag that you poop in, but through your belly button basically. Could be not fun. Yeah. It doesn't sound necessarily delightful. But hey, he's done it since he was a baby. So he knows the drill. Right. Anyway, this week is the first week I've interacted with Jolene as she was on annual leave

for the first three weeks I was with the company.

I was using the disabled bathroom to empty my bag when I started hearing a loud banging on the door.

I said one moment and opened the door to a lady in a wheelchair.

The infamous Jolene.

Jolene.

Jolene. Jolene. Jolene. Jolene. You know the song?

Yes. Okay, cool. I do. Yeah. I was berated for about five minutes with things such as,

why is a healthy young man using a disabled bathroom? I should be ashamed. And she was drawing the attention of everyone in the nearby vicinity before she even let me speak.

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