Odd day for someone else to suffer restroom horror.
I worked in the main office of our facility for about 10 years seeking refuge regularly in the stalls. Last summer I moved out to an office in the production area and have made new porcelain friends in that time, now using the main office restrooms seldomly. Today was one of the rare occasions due to a staff meeting. Hand to God the paper ply has been halved, possibly (but mathematically impossibly) thirded. It was like an optical illusion in that I could see the paper in my hand but it had no weight, like a ghost fart. Normal commercial toilet paper has a poke through factor somewhere in the 0.005 to 0.010 range. As everyone knows that calculation is: number of paper breaches expected / number of wipes. This translucent abomination was approaching 1.0. I've never felt so devalued by my company and I am a marginal employee at best.