My company's office is on the second floor of a building we share with other companies. It's a new building, and therefore, not all the available space is leased yet. Our office is on one side of the building, and the bathrooms are on the complete other side, down a fairly long hallway.
On the walk from our office door to the bathroom, you pass one of the large unoccupied spaces – it looks like a huge unfinished basement. No doors, either. Because it's not being leased, this space serves as a storage unit of sorts – the contractors and construction guys sometimes store things there, and we also keep two large blue recycling bins in there, too. About three weeks ago, I noticed that two Tim Horton's cups were sitting on the floor next to one of the blue bins.
There they sat on the floor for days and days. Nobody goes in that room, so they were undisturbed. I just assumed they were empty paper cups. No big deal. Then this morning, I happened to glance at them as I passed, and they were both tipped over. Coffee had spilled everywhere – I guess they weren't empty after all.
The only reason this is even vaguely interesting is because, in order for these cups to spill, somebody would have had to walk into this room and kick or knock them over intentionally. Nothing else in this room has changed, and nobody has been in it for days. And the cups certainly wouldn't fall over on their own – there's no wind and they weren't perched precariously on a ledge. They were on the floor.
Now, this isn't exactly the world's biggest problem. Nobody owns or leases that space. Nothing was ruined. It's about the most inconsequential thing to have happened today, probably. But my point is still that somebody willfully decided to walk in and kick over a couple of three-week old coffee cups.
Maybe there's a ghost in the building. Or maybe the asshole population of this place extends beyond me, after all. Who knew?