I'm standing at the urinal -- y'know, contemplating the nature of man -- when the guy who has been busy producing the thick stench that's swirling around the tiles, like ground fog on a moor, emerges from his stall. He walks over to the mirror, flips his collar up and starts putting his tie back on.

He's putting his tie back on.

What the hell? Exactly which part of what he's just done requires the removal of a tie? He couldn't just loosen it? Throw it over his shoulder? Are there choking hazards I'm not aware of? I'm sort of relieved he's not stumbling back into his shoes, too.

He's putting his tie back on.

And when he finishes, he straightens the knot and heads out the door, without washing his hands.