Now, we're not talking broke as in "crank came off and they put extra towels on top to use." I mean broke as in "fell off the fucking wall and shattered, leaving a gaping hole in the drywall" broke.
How this happened, I have no idea. The general consensus is that a surgeon was somehow involved.
Anyway, I digress.
So, naturally, several of us complained about it to maintenance (drying our hands on our shirts seems unsanitary). After 2 weeks of us pissing and moaning, one of them finally promised it would be repaired this week.
So, yesterday morning, this is what greeted us: