My Complex Life

November 12, 2007

Poo King Nitemare.

Filed under: Home, Work — The Inkless Thinker @ 7:57 pm

As I entered into the cubicle for my 0945 dump I knew it could be a great day. I had secured the best cubicle with a line of site straight to the basin and instant access to the dryer. The dryer’s position meaning I can block anyone from entering the cubicle once I have finished, thus saving them from a nasal melt down. Strategically I was the Poo King.

As I lowered my buttocks onto the seat I have a broad smile on my face (I do like to poo) but soon I realise everything wasn’t going my way. I lifted up my cheek to see I had sat in another mans piss. Inadvertently, it seems I have engaged in some mano-a-mano water sports.

Immediately I want to jump up, but right now I am a long way from snapping this bad boy off, I had only just birthed its head. Ideally I will hobble out of the cubicle to the basin to wash my buttocks with warm water, but decided against this in case my manager witnessed me half naked crouched over the sink.

I don’t usually agree with women but, men, if you do have to urinate in the cubicle because of penis insecurity, please lift the seat up.


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