How did I stumble upon this particular site? Be content knowing simply that a friend of mine in San Francisco spends too much work time not working, and passed along a recommendation: “Read the [date deleted to avoid endorsing or beign associated with a particularly hilarious] post. I’m in tears reading it.”

But scrolling down, before getting to said post, I saw a disturbing aspect of San Fran’s loopy green obsession:

We don’t write about the first floor men’s room a whole lot. Since it’s the facility that services that majority of guests to the agency, it’s usually kept in pretty good shape.
But last week, I came across something that I have not seen on any other floor: medical waste left on the counter next to the sink. OK, so it was somebody’s used disposable contact lens package, but . . . on the counter next to the sink? What’s next, old bandages? Used syringes?
“Mmmm, this wound is healing nicely. I think I’ll just leave this bloody gauze pad right here next to the soap.”
Not cool. I realize that the 720 restrooms now only accept garbage of the paper towel variety . . .

The link is to a previous post noting a restroom sign that read, “Paper Towels Only,” and asking, “what other trash were people tossing in there that necessitated the sign?”