The bathroom resides right across the hall from one of the nosier managers. (The one who can go drown in hot oil.)
I stepped in with my Starbucks cup, preparing to rinse it out and then throw it away in the appropriate place. This, of course, is entirely impossible. As I step into the bathroom, I am halted by a grating voice "What are you doing!?" I thought about saying:
a. preparing to blow up the building with coffee and lysol spray.
b. I am going to flush my coffee cup down the toilet and hopefully clog it.
c. I was thinking of hosing down the bathroom with cold coffee, in a attempt to freshen it up a bit.
However, seeing the client sitting at her desk, I realized none of these answers were appropriate. The only one that would properly do:
"Just getting ready to kick-start my morning with a little coffee enema!"
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