Not in traffic.
Not in an elevator.
Got stuck in my clothes!
I was running late for a doctor's appointment today. Needed to use the bathroom but no time. The office wasn't too far away.
Traffic was a little slow but got there with a few minutes to spare.
Checked in and hurried to the bathroom.
I'd received wonderful compliments from coworkers earlier about my black jumpsuit.
It was cute but not so much in that bathroom stall.
Why did I buy a jumpsuit with buttons that didn't go all the way down??
I'm walking around in that small stall trying to get the suit down, like a puppy chasing its tail. Then I heard a toilet flush.
This made it worse! Thought I was in there alone.
After a few more stumbles and turns, I heard another flush.
Another person! Oh gosh!
Finally, I was able to get the suit down without ripping it. Another flush!
Realized I was the only one in there... it was an automated toilet. All that movement created flushes.
Finally got myself
"Oh there you are!" the receptionist said, just as I sat down. "We were worried about ya. Everything okay?"
I just nodded, smiled and wiped the sweat from my head.
Bet I burned at least 50 calories in that bathroom.
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