I don't know about you lads but I really dislike going to the toilet when very senior people are there. No, not seniors as in old, but as in high ranking.
Our boss++++ is a lovely guy. As you lads know I recently met him and performed an awkward greeting.
Anyway I saw boss++++ go to the toilet and thus I ambled my gait. I timed it so when I went in he'd be out. Cause of the whole shy-wee in regards to the ranking man thing.
Alas I timed poorly. As I opened the door he was coming out.
Both of us are portly gents. And bearded too. He's slightly older, so I look like a squatter wider version (plus ocular impaired).
We got stuck.
He turned to face to the left and I turned to also face the left. We were both jammed in the doorway with myself being the alpha to his omega. We flailed for a few seconds and eventually he popped free.
Not good. Fortunately he doesn't remember my name since he called me 'mate'.
Friday, April 18, 2008
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2 comments:
Hehe your work posts are the funniest...
I have a gift for fuckups in the workplace.
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