I love our office. It’s gritty, it’s spacious and when the afternoon sun busts through the clouds, it’s downright beautiful. But we have one significant problem at the moment: feces. For those who don't speak Latin, feces is a fancy word for “poo”. No, I’m not trying to be funny. At least 2 out of 5 days a week, there is fresh human excrement within 15 feet of our front door. I’m not sure if it’s one of my ex-girlfriends or an angry client from my Wieden days, but it needs to stop. I’m sorry I wronged you. Jesus, get over it already.
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I don't know if you guys are aware or the fecal problem over at wk right now. Nasty email from the janitorial company etc. It's people...the excrement is people.....
http://www.poopbutler.com/states.php?state=38
...or get one of these....
http://www.portlandtribune.com/news/story.php?story_id=122877484899146800
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