My Conclusion

I have come to the conclusion that The Shitter has OCD. Here are some points to back me up:

• He constantly checks his mailbox, even when he knows that nothing has been put in there for hours.
  
• He always comes to the front of the office. Just walks up, looks around, and goes back to his desk.
  
• He has to use my stapler even though he has a perfectly functioning stapler on his desk. I know it works, I tried it. (Yes, I did!)
  
• He checks his messages like five minutes after he leaves the office. And then calls like sixteen times in the hour he is gone.
  
• He walks up to the magazine stand and checks the magazines. Yes, they are still there.
  
• He comes to the filing cabinet and checks to make sure his files are still in there. Those are still there, too, dude.
• If I put the newspaper a little crooked on the desk he has to walk by and straighten it.
  
• He writes down every single little thing he does all day on this one piece of paper that he carries around with him.

These are just a few things he does throughout the day (besides shit.)