The ladies room at work has a squeaky door.
Not at all inconspicuous.
No sir-eee, not at all.
So, I can either get used to it having a squeaky door, can call maintenance or I can bring in a little WD40 and hope that spraying the chemical doesn’t set off the alarms requiring an evacuation of 2000 people from the building.
So, WD40 it is then.
Who’s with me?!