That reminds me of a time when a colleague of mine entered the gents
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Burney
Oh, surely you'd hide in there until you were sure everyone had gone, wouldn't you?
Talking of HR, I've got a nasty feeling I may have to have words with someone about their personal hygiene. Any tips?
in the office, with the MD at close quarters. They exchanged greetings as my colleague, on his approach to trap one for his constitutional morning clearout, began to reel with horror at being caught in a fait accompli.
He was unable to abort, as it were, as the trap one door loomed large before him. He had no choice but to enter.
The MD, an absolute bull of a man. German, with the embellishments of having headed up operations for a decade in Australia ( no further explanation should be required, as to his make-up at the point ) aimed straight for trap two.
Not only did my colleague have to sit and wait it out in trap one, while treated to a raucous anal fanfare from the Teutonic CEO but was forced to engage in a discourse over monthly budgets and forecasts.
He later told me that he had to quietly marinate in the aftermath for a good five minutes before braving the lock and his escape for freedom.