“Dude that was like 20 minutes!”

I walked out of the bathroom and saw Smitty sitting at his desk looking at his watch.  His office has a nice view of the bathroom.

Smitty: “Dude that was like 20 minutes!”
Me: “That was like a whole family style salad right there, I tell you what.”
Smitty: “Are you sweating?!” 
Me: “Oh my… that was a good one!”

Kim, who sits next to Smitty and had turned around to join the conversation, swung her head back around like she didn’t want to hear anymore.  Smitty was almost in tear laughing so hard.

Smitty:  “You damn salad shooter!”

Steven was coming down the hall towards us.

Me: “I wouldn’t go in there.”

I was being nice by warning him.  We seem to have this love-hate thing going… I should’ve let him go in and discovered the situation for himself.  I’m so generous sometimes   I consider that my good deed for the day.  (har har, deed!)

Steven: “I hope you left the lights on so the fan would run. We need to get a sign or something.”

I feel several pounds lighter already.  Just thought I would share   It’s amazing how one hefty poo can turn a whole office upside down.  hehe.