We have terrible bathrooms at our dealership, pretty much just like a household washroom. 1 toilette, 1 sink, 1 door, that's it. No stalls or anything. Anyway, it's a late shift for me at the store, and I had a total defcon 4, red alert situation brewing in my gut. The mens washroom was occupied, and it's late, so I just use the women's washroom. After evacuating the most hellish, inhumane, crime against humanity from the depths of my being, right as I come out, the prettiest, petite girl walks in. As I do the walk of shame back to my office, and I can tell by the sound of her footsteps she walked in and walked right out. I had to deal with her about 25 minutes later, and there was no paper bag on this earth thick enough to mask my shame.
Another scenario, and I will never ever forgive the guy that did this to me. I just get back from a test drive with the nicest, most polite couple. The guy that was sitting at the desk next to me, had just used my computer to print a couple things, and he also proceeded to evacuate what I can only guess was pure H2S right from his bowels, in my little cubicle. In his defence, it made sense after the fact why he was looking at me with a panicked, wide eyed look shaking his head giving me the no, no, no signal with his hands as I was getting ready to seat my customer. The lady simply said...."Oh, my." and the husband just politely asked for a business card and they left.
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