Thursday, December 2

Mid-stream silences and other bathroom muses

Workplace bathroom dynamics are a constant source of amusement for me. It's like we were bread along with how to suck and breathe and poop, with the knowledge of how to conduct ourselves when entering the restroom while coworkers are present. I just went to, um, "relieve myself" when a coworker introduced herself to me. She recognized me as the girl-who-is-M's-sister, as I am probably more often referred to then by my real name. We were casually chatting about my new nephew (which is all my chatting consists as of late) and both instantly stopped as soon as the streams started. I mean, you just know it's weird to talk mid-stream to anyone that you don't already share everything else with. I find this kind of stuff highly amusing..like, when you're going there to poop and someone walks in, you silently sit there waiting for them to leave. Even though you're sitting there, fully aware that the person who just walked in obviously knows what you're doing and why you're trying to hide behind that foul smell coming from your stall, the ONLY OTHER STALL IN THE ROOM, really is useless. Although, when I think about it, do I really want to hear my coworkers letting it all go mere inches from me? Probably not. So the cycle continues. We will forever hold our bowels while others are present. And I'm not about to be the rebel in that cause.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

*tabby
I KNEW THAT WAS YOU! I WAS JUST UP THERE AND IT REEKED. Even though we don't talk about our bathroom use, I always know when you've been in there. Gross. HA.

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Undecided said...

Whatever, you know it smells like roses.

J. said...

Gah! I hate pooping with a passion. And, bathrooms are so NOT the place to socialize!

The day after Thanksgiving, my fiance and I went to Denny's. I had to "relieve myself" and when I came back to the table I told him the bathroom smelled like turkey poop. That cracked him up, but he didn't believe me until he went to pay the bill.

Don't you think they should offer air sprays in there or something?

(Found you through Jon Armstrong's blog, BTW.) :)

simzgirl said...

Why do some people feel obligated to make converstaion in the bathroom anyway? We are both there for a purpose, and it is not to have a nice chat. We can do that in the breakroom later, ok?

Undecided said...

Ha, ha. That also made me laugh. Turkey poop. HA!

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