There was a boy in my old work (a strange cunt in a number of ways) who used to feel entirely comfortable instigating a bit of small talk whilst both parties were on the shitter. I was on a floor in which the toilets only consisted of 2 adjacent cubicles, so it would be pretty uncomfortable having to try and force some chat to this guy whilst also trying to force out a shite. This guy would also make great, rasping farting noises as he done his business which he would then proceed to laugh at, uncontrollabley, at great volume. You could hear his manic chuckling outside of the toilets sitting at your deck.Toilets are a very strange and uncomfortable place in offices. Has anyone noticed how if someone is taking a shit they will not under any circumstances come out of the stall until the room is completely empty? It's amazing how long they will lock themselves in there for. I know because bouts of intense boredom have motivated me put it to the test.
There was a boy in my old work (a strange cunt in a number of ways)...
Co-workers who disagree with you in a reply to an email and cc: in all your bosses, and their bosses.
Does that happen to anyone else?
More from work:
Having to induct someone to the point where you're having to explain very basic computer/other processes to them (or slightly less basic ones, that you have worked out yourself with no help through the magic of initiative), thus ensuring that you're virtually doing their job for them at the same time. Ffs.
This guy would also make great, rasping farting noises as he done his business which he would then proceed to laugh at, uncontrollabley, at great volume. You could hear his manic chuckling outside of the toilets sitting at your deck.
Co-workers who disagree with you in a reply to an email and cc: in all your bosses, and their bosses.
Does that happen to anyone else?
What grading of toilet crime was it? 1 being drawing a fanny in a cubicle, 5 being a wank and 10 being getting drunk and going back to the office to pick up your bag, and then shitting in the ladies' tampon bin for a laugh?
What grading of toilet crime was it? 1 being drawing a fanny in a cubicle, 5 being a wank and 10 being getting drunk and going back to the office to pick up your bag, and then shitting in the ladies' tampon bin for a laugh?
What grading of toilet crime was it? 1 being drawing a fanny in a cubicle, 5 being a wank and 10 being getting drunk and going back to the office to pick up your bag, and then shitting in the ladies' tampon bin for a laugh?
only this year i am ashamed to admit that i was so hungover in work i tried to sleep on the cubicle floor on lunch.
the lowest point of my life yet
This is what work toilets are for. You can snooze away a whole afternoon sitting on the bog lid with a roll of paper behind your head.
I'm talking about just going for a snooze, not even lifting the lid up. There used to be a storeroom in the old building I worked in where I kipped a couple of times in a chair for people with dodgy backs, very comfy.