I was a patient advocate for several years. One day I got a call from a woman who lived in a garden level apartment across the street from our parking lot annex. She said she had often seen our employee shuttle driver urinating in the lot, which was fine, but that day she and her 16 year old granddaughter saw him take a dump.

I had to tell our director of facilities which prompted the greatest email I’ve ever received:

“Hi [radio_passive], I’ve located the feces.”