I was in the men’s room today, minding my own business. I walked out of the stall (the only one of three which was occupied) and I see you… Standing there with your Dockers around your knees, and your leopard skinned bikini briefs halfway down your thighs. The image I caught of your hairy, pimply, exhibitionist freak ass is now forever burned into my brain. For chrissakes buddy there’s two open stalls. If you’re going to wear that shit, have the common decency to hide it from your co-workers!! How the hell am I ever supposed to look you in the eye now when we have a work related conversation???
Thanks again buddy… I think I’ll go poke my eyes out with a red-hot poker.
Yes, a public office building, and a (formerly) respected co-worker… Maybe I’ll casually mention it to someone within earshot of one of the office gossips. On second thought, I’m just going to try and forget all about yesterday. Anybody have one of those “Neuralizers” from Men In Black???
MC$E