pasty
A different kind of pasty
When I worked for HSBC I worked in a Head Office building that was 15 floors high.
If I'd had a heavy night and was feeling a little 'loose' in the morning, I used to go to a different floor to deposit my slurry. Always good when people came in and started muttering about the smelly bastard in trap 1.
I always used to employ that tactic when I worked at Amex. In my current office I have a quick double check that no clients are in any of our conference rooms and use the "posh toliet" upstairs.