A Poop War
Thanks to "Kelly" for sending this in to us:
I’m on antibiotics for a lovely bout of MRSA, which can give you a bit of the runs. Add to this my period, which makes you have the runs too. I seem to be forever running to the bathroom to take a crap while at work.
The key is always finding a bathroom in a multi-complex building, which is not utilized often. I ended up using the facilities across from the cafeteria. What the fuck was I thinking, you may ask? It’s so utilized that people don’t take craps there. This is perfect for me because that meant others would be in and out in a jiffy. It was a strategic decision.
So I walked in to an empty bathroom and was feeling like this is a beautiful adventure. I was going to get away with this! I placed the paper down on the toilet seat and I heard the first stall door open. Ugh! But I assume she’ll be a piss and run girl. Not my luck.
I flushed while doing my deed.
I could go on and on and on, but without exaggeration I can say that we were having a flushing war, each awaiting the other to leave.
I heard her toilet paper roll rattle and thought she was leaving, and I teased back.
She heard my toilet paper roll an probably thought I was leaving.
How did this end? She left…. and I won the bathroom standoff!