The Poo Story I got
The Poo Story
I got home from my new job today at 9:15. Technically I got out of work at 7:15, but then I went this bar to meet some of the folks from the office and wind down. Everyone was really cool actually. When I got home, I spent a significant amount of time on the toilet. I know this sounds like it’s very gross but I think it’s a funny story. All day long I had to go, but I couldn’t find a bathroom in the office. I looked everywhere. Finally I asked some guy who was an old friend of mine at around 6pm. He knew it was confusing and actually brought me downstairs to where the bathroom was. He pointed at 2 closed doors and then left me down there by myself. I went to the first door and tried the handle. It was locked. I went over to the other door and it was locked too. So I waited, and waited, and waited. Nobody ever came out for like 7 or 8 minutes. So I tried both doors again thinking I was being overly cautious in my first handle turns. But no, these doors were locked. So I waited some more. Then I thought that maybe I misunderstood my friend and these were broom closets or something. How embarrassing would that be if someone asked me what I was doing and I said I waiting for someone to come out of the bathroom, and they would say, “Well your gonna have to wait really long, because these are broom closets…” So finally I walked around some more and nobody ever came out. So I just held it in. Then I when I went to bar I was finally able to pee, but the bathroom was too dirty to do the other, so I held it more. OOOooo what a relief when I finally got home. And that’s my funny poo story.
