I Always Feel Like Somebody's Watchin' Meeeeeee

Call me paranoid if you wish. I don't care. Something rather unsettling has happened here at work:

Someone put a basket of artificial flowers in the men's room. A big basket. One big enough to hide, oh maybe...a camera!

I've gotten to where I throw my jacket over it or I turn it on its side, just in case it is secretly taping me in my private moments.

Hey! It could happen!

Quit looking at me like that...