Odd thing happend today... A haggard looking sullen feel plumber comes into my work and strips down to the bare minimum clothing allowed before indecent exposure alerts sound. Then he spends all day working on the plumbing, welding and stripping pipes. The water was off on the third floor all day. So I just thought he was fixing some plumbing malfunction but later I went in there to take relief and he had installed male units where there used to be water reseviors.

IN THE FEMALE ROOM !

The only thing I could think of was "the multisexed at work again". There are so many in this town. Even my very own domicile male, the most brutish of our species, in times passed has dressed up with flower wreaths and shimmy dust to shake his stuff for the watchers. Yes it shocked me. Anyways those multisexed are vocal and mentally active so of course they always get their way in the company and in town hall meetings. And now they have transformed the female room into a combo multisexed room. It's really annoying. It's bad enough when I have to go in there and that beautiful Sanguine Iratinc female is smoothing her face back into place for hours on end. Now I'm going to have to deal with the multisexed trying to get all dolled up so they can I don't know what, take over the world with their beauty... all I want is to be able to go in there and take relief without a crowd gathering to hear me moveing around and stretching my openings. Especially the multisexed because I know that they'd ooh and aah whenever they'd hear the chime sounds my openings make during relief sessions!! Why does this have to happen.

A day later I learned the plumber was converting the female room into a soley male's room because it's bigger. The new female room is very small and located at the far end of the hall on the left near the domestic stock rooms. Apparently, there are way more males at this company than females. (I am in a high tech research company. Our goal is to iron out the plans to make square planets without having them collapse into spheroids under the stress of gravity.)

A week later I asked one of my co-workers if the male's room was overly crouded and he said he never had to wait in line.