Yet another tastey tidbit from yesteryear.
Gather ’round, little childrens… because it’s…
True Story Time!
I work in a cubicle. It’s my fortress of solitude, my sacred place, the one location at work where I can be alone and do what needs to be done.
Yesterday, what I needed to do was release some flatulence.
So I did.
About 30 seconds later, some guy who I’ve only seen a few times in my last year and a half comes walking to my cube and says…
- “Man… do you smell that?”.
- “Um… no”, I reply.
- “Dude… I could smell it from down the hall.. it’s everywhere!”
- “Um… I don’t smell anything”
- “Are you sure? It smells good!”
- “Wha…?”
- “It smells like strawberries”
- “!”
It turns out that Robyn had some potpourri going about 4 cubes away (and yes, it was strawberry). Either it was pure coincidence, or her cube was downwind of me and she felt the need to “freshen up” the atmosphere.
Now did this happen to you.
1I can relate. Did that once and my boss walked into my cubicle, leaned over my desk and said, “better yet, lets discuss this in my office.” I was really wishing for some potpourri in that moment. Try being serious on either side of that situation.
2Yes, Painted, this happened to me.
ROFL, Joel! It’s hard to be serious when the air is think with your own funk. 🙂
3I was cleaning today at work, and this lady stood up. And she let herself go for 15 sec….and I am not kidding. I was just shocked. LOL.
4Wanna go ride in a hospital elevator with a bunch of nuns???? lol lol lol
5Painted:
The icing on the cake would be if it was a staffer that “let ‘er rip” as opposed to a resident 8)
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