An actual event from yesterday:
*friend follows me into the restroom from the lab after I tell him I'm leaving for the day and wish him a nice evening*
Friend: I just can't get enough of you.
Me: It's my magnetic personality. *thinks for a second, remembering that my friend reads the blog* Oh, hey, say something witty, that way I have tomorrow's blog post already done.
Friend: *laughter* Well, sorry, I'm not very witty here.
Me: Yeah, that's true. I'm usually more witty and clever two stalls down. *beat* Oh, hey, there's tomorrow's blog post!
I told you guys I was lazy.
14 hours ago
22 comments:
Is that all you do at work?
Like...seriously???
No matter far how women have come in the workplace, there is still a glass ceiling where office shitting is concerned. Men are allowed to flaunt the fact that they're going to stink up the place, taking newspapers and encyclopedias with them on the way to the bathroom, but ladies have to be super-stealthy about it. It's just wrong. I want to have the same freedom to shit as men, and not have to feel guilty about it!!
I hope this inspires someone.
I'm having fantasies where the conversation takes a whole different turn after "I just can't get enough of you."
Two men is smoking hot.
@ BeckEye ~ Ohh, I'm inspired alright. Now where'd my copy of The Deathly Hallows go....?
Ok, I it's disturbing enough for a dude to say to another dude "I can't get enough of you" but if somebody told me that at a urninal, I might have to stop being friends with them for a while.
"dish you wash your hands?"
I swear Im not drinking...lol.
Dish you wash your hands afterward...just wanna know is all.
btw now i know why there are condom machines in the mens room...hee hee
So I see that your friend's comment is not in quotes, so maybe that's what you wanted to hear Mr. Jenks. It's not a conversation until you answer back, so my advice; the next time you hear a smartass comment just walk away and blog about it tomorrow.
Are you still coming over for "dinner" Saturday?
Why do your co-workers keep following you to the bathroom? If I were you I'd put a guard on my pooper, just in case.
One day you're teaching us chemistry and Latin, the next you're employing bathroom humor. Way to keep us on our toes!
I want to be a chemist. You get to play with chemicals all day and engage in delightful witty banter in the bathroom. What more could you want in a job?
Liking the new layout! And it's totally ok to let other people write your blogs for you. I do it all the time.
Note to self: When suffering from a bad case of blog-block, spend more time in bathrooms
You people are filthy. I never even go into the bathroom if I know someone else is in there.
I love bathroom posts!
I think the attention whores are following you into the LOO just to make it on the blog.
Tell them that slipping you $20 will do it, as will just slipping and having a 1000 nl Erlenmeyer full of hydroxic acid shatter on the floor next to them.
Lazy, but determined.
Jesus, how many cups of coffee do you drink in a day?
I wonder who I can convince to follow me to the potty tomorrow...let's see...we have Sally (the fish, in her bowl), and four plants (in their pots). I guess I might just have to talk to myself. Or an imaginary mjenks.
"Weird stuff happens in restrooms" it's the title for your new book. I get to be a contributor. lol
This is beginning to sound more and more like the men's bathroom in the airport...
Look, if you guys piss together for a third day in a row, I'm questioning things.
Seriously.
In the mean time, what's up with the clown taking a leak?
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