Missed Opportunity to Poop on Prejudice

Overheard at my workplace:

Woman 1: "Ever since that Department X (names have been changed to protect the innocent) moved onto this floor, the bathroom has been absolutely disgusting!"

Woman 2: "I know! I was in there the other day and almost threw up, it smelled so bad."

Woman 1: " I mean, I'm not saying my shit doesn't stink but really! The bathroom never smelled that bad before they came here."

Now department X is filled with mostly entry level employees, whereas the rest of our floor consists of higher level professionals. Or, as I was previously unaware of - higher level poop prejudiced professionals.

The only logical conclusion I could draw from the overheard conversation was that since Dept. X women were entry level people and therefore received lower pay than the rest of us, it was assumed that they had to be responsible for the increased odor in the bathroom because as we all know, poor entry level workers are only able to afford Ramen noodles, Spam (which they eat directly out of the can), and government issued cheese, and this processed food combination results in noxious ass gas. Talk about economic prejudice!

Seriously, I work with people who think like this. Okay, maybe not this specifically since I haven't mastered the whole mind reading thing yet, but what other thinking could result in a conversation like that?

I absolutely despise people who look down upon other people for any reason. I was so taken aback at the time that I just stood there dumbfounded, and I've regretted it ever since. Had I to do it over again I would have chimed in with one of the following pithy phrases:

1. So you keep track of and rate the offensiveness of shit odors and when they occur? I like to knit, but you know, whatever. Everybody has different interests and hobbies.
2. God I hope I get a good pay increase this year, because my shit stinks. I mean, not as bad as those Dept. X gals, but it certainly doesn't smell as good as your lilac ass.
3. I hear the executive bathroom smells like freshly baked cookies.
4. OMG I totally know what you're saying! I was in there the other day and someone was dropping a horrendous load and I knew it was a Dept. X person because I looked at the shoes and they were so last year. That department is useless, well except for the fact that they are in charge of getting the stuff we do to the customer and if they didn't exist you wouldn't have the job that bought you that Coach purse. I mean, at least I'm pretty sure the smell came from her. It could have been coming from the stall next to her though. That person was wearing shoes that looked like . . . well, just like the ones you have on!

Snooty bitches. Seriously. I'm so eating some rank chimichangas and following these two into the bathroom all next week!