HH: I moved to a new job. There was always toilet paper in the room. I could not stand it, I went to the entrance.
XHH: Now we have a special box, on the lock, inside the industrial paper roll, huge.
I go to the bathroom and one of my aunts puts a piece of paper on her hand.
I come in the second time, the second time.
When a decent-looking grandmother wrapped a paper on my elbow, I couldn’t stand it.
Why do you all take the paper?
So go to the toilet.
She is hanging here!!! to
We have been here for forty years, we are more accustomed to our own.
HH: What about the outcome? They have their first hand, and now I am putting my hand on, otherwise there is nothing left.
Today a new employee looked at me with big eyes and breathed: Okay, old ladies, but you...

What I fought for.