Why is it that whenever I wash my face in the men's room at work, they're out of paper towels??
I mean, here you are in the one of your best office-shirts, dripping wet from the forehead down to your chin. And you turn around for paper...Nada!
You look around to see if there're others you could turn to for an answer. But guess what? They seem to take a lesson from you, and don't even wash their hands!!
"Yikes" you say to yourself, but your peers appear to be proud of their dry-hands-policy!!
By this time, the water dripping from your chin has made its way through the neck into your best office-shirt. It's like being in the middle of a stage - with spotlight on you - while the other 'performers' come and go
And you wonder if that's what they meant by 'paperless' office :-)