HappyScrappy
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I should preface this with the fact that I work on a floor of mostly women. I of the 50 or so employees on this floor, only 6 of us are guys, one of them is the owner, so he has his own special bathroom, and one of them apparently never goes to the bathroom since I've never seen him in there.
That means there just isn't much chance of seeing someone in there throughout the day.
So I was just sitting here and had that bubbling urge to dump something messy - so I walked over to the bathroom - the urge pressing harder and more importantly with every step.
I stepped through the door and pushed through the large stall door and saw that the toilet was kinda already used - so I grabbed some TP and started cleaning it off.
In order to distract my mind from having to really need to dump right then, I started humming to myself, at first quietly, and then louder and louder with each "verse."
I was saying, in a combination accent of a German and the cookie monster, along with a good dose of retarded "MAKING ZEE POOPSIES MAKING ZEE POOPSIES..." over and over again.
And just as it stuck me that 1) that was really weird of me, and 2) wouldn't it be funny if someone else were in there? good thing I had the place to myself.
Right then - a grunt and then RIIIIIP the other dude in there lets loose something wonderful.
I had to stifle back a laugh knowing that he just was sitting there listening to me sing my toilet song.
I then proceded to make my magic happen and the rest was pretty uneventuful.
I can only hope that someday I hear someone else singing my song, thinking themselves alone in a bathroom somewhere.
That means there just isn't much chance of seeing someone in there throughout the day.
So I was just sitting here and had that bubbling urge to dump something messy - so I walked over to the bathroom - the urge pressing harder and more importantly with every step.
I stepped through the door and pushed through the large stall door and saw that the toilet was kinda already used - so I grabbed some TP and started cleaning it off.
In order to distract my mind from having to really need to dump right then, I started humming to myself, at first quietly, and then louder and louder with each "verse."
I was saying, in a combination accent of a German and the cookie monster, along with a good dose of retarded "MAKING ZEE POOPSIES MAKING ZEE POOPSIES..." over and over again.
And just as it stuck me that 1) that was really weird of me, and 2) wouldn't it be funny if someone else were in there? good thing I had the place to myself.
Right then - a grunt and then RIIIIIP the other dude in there lets loose something wonderful.
I had to stifle back a laugh knowing that he just was sitting there listening to me sing my toilet song.
I then proceded to make my magic happen and the rest was pretty uneventuful.
I can only hope that someday I hear someone else singing my song, thinking themselves alone in a bathroom somewhere.