I was walking through the house when The Boy went hustling past me in a hurry. I asked where he was going and he said, “There’s no toilet paper in our bathroom, so I am going in yours.” Now, I don’t have a problem with him using my bathroom, but mine is old and small and ugly and the kids have a nice, new, big bathroom. Plus, it irritates me that he is so lazy that he would walk all the way across the house to my bathroom, rather than just grabbing a new roll for his.
So I told him that I didn’t care if he used my bathroom, but that he needed to get a new roll and put it in his. He said OK and that was the end of it.
Or so I thought until a few hours later when I was in my bathroom and reached for the paper, only to discover that the the new roll he took into his bathroom? Came from my bathroom dispenser.