I used to work at a large wholesale plumbing store. There were 40 men, one crass woman, and me. Little, five-foot six, redheaded me. In this dreamland full of Jacuzzis, pipes, and toilets, I was the receptionist. The “Manager” put my dear crass coworker and myself in the very back of the store, in a room labeled the ‘Showroom’. The ‘Showroom’ consisted of about 10 bathtubs, 30 toilets, 15 bathroom sinks, 5 kitchen sinks, a wide variety of faucets, and dust. Lots and lots of dust. Oh,...