So this morning I walk into the mens' room in our office building and BAM! - I hit a wall that stopped me dead in my tracks.
Not a physical wall of course, but an olfactory wall that said, "Whoa... the guy before you must have had some bad chili last night!"
I'm not kidding, it was horrendous - or as my dad is fond of saying, "...enough to gag a maggot!" But I really had to pee so I had no other choice than to hold my breath, do my business and get the hell out of there as fast as I could.
Except that while I was washing my hands another guy comes into the bathroom, stops dead in his tracks and looks right at me as if to say, "Dude. I mean come on. Seriously."
So here's the deal... what exactly are you supposed to do in this situation?
The way I see it is you have 3 options here:
1. Act like there's nothing wrong and go with the generic, "Hey, how's it going?" greeting.
2. Engage in a pathetic attempt to explain that it wasn't you.
3. Pull out your ballpoint pen and stab him in the heart until he's dead.
I don't know of any other options at this point, but I'd sure like to hear some -
because I'd hate to waste a perfectly good pen.
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