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.