At one of my contract jobs this year there was an area with plenty of old leathery seating. I discovered these old seats while trying to find a quiet place to read during my longer breaks. The seats sat in a perfect row basking in the winter sun with little tables in between where one could take one's lunch without the staff room nattering.
It was my ideal escape from the day. I also quietly observed the others who found peace in this odd little corner. Mostly it was other people who had reading to do and nursing mothers. A pretty peaceful bunch.
What I discovered there after lunch one day brought on feelings of disrupted privacy, and surprise but only in the hilarious way that an old leather chair could do.
As I got up to go one after~lunch, conscious that I had left a flock of crumbs on the seat, I turned to check and dust it off when *GASP* there it was as clear as could be my perfectly preserved but/thigh/lady part image impressed into the old leather seat. Like a little leathery mould of my booty left behind for the next sitter to ponder.
Immediately I gave up feelings of violation for those of curiosity and checked all the other chairs.
Butt Prints Everywhere!!!!