
Yesterday at work I was talking on the phone with Maria when I was ambushed by the sudden urge to blow up the porcelain pony. Without getting off the phone I positioned myself and released. The resulting birth of absolute horror and stench filled the small office bathroom and I washed my hands and grabbed my keys, set the alarm and headed home. (Did you notice the missing element in that process?)
This morning I when I came into the office I was met at the door with a slap to the face of odor. I turned off the alarm and began to investigate first looking over at the trash can. Looking over my shoulder at the trash can as I walked towards the bathroom I realized that I had a much larger issue on my hands than spoiled trash.
I entered the bathroom and learned what I had forgot to do the night before . . . Flush!! I quickly flushed, three times, and ran through the office with air freshener to mask the odor. I scrubbed the toilet
and left the Clorox cleaner in the bowl to bleach it white again. I ran a second time through the office with the aerosol can of summer flowers and hoped that would suffice.

Moments later as I sat at my desk, Mike, the first of my co-workers to arrive, entered the office and exclaimed "man you got to do that at home!!" Thoroughly embarrassed and laughing I told him what had happened and he said "I'm outta here." and left.
So here I sit, alone.
4 comments:
that is AWEFULL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
when did you guys get back from the cruise and how was it? pics?
All I have to say is TMI. I am laughing though, so I guess it was blogable.
in classic jake style, did you commerate the experince with a photo?
I was in such a hurry I did not think to... furthermore I was not even about to risk ruining my cell phone having it that close to the disaster site without insurance.
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