Like a Poopy Baby
Today I ate a chocolate ice cream bar at work.
Mmmm...
Unbeknownst to me, a piece of the chocolate fell onto my chair. And I sat on it, and smushed it into my (light-colored) pants.
I walked around the office all afternoon with what looked like a huge poop stain on my butt.
Right before I left the office, I went to the bathroom and chanced to see the huge stain. Arghhh!!
I had to take my pants off in the ladies room and scrub off the stain with soap and water.
Then I put my pants back on, and left the office to take the subway home.
Yes, all afternoon I walked around looking like I'd pooped my pants. Then all night I walked around looking like I'd peed my pants.
Good times.
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The most important takeaway from this, however, is that chocolate makes the entire experience worthwhile.
My good friend D lost a fresh "pad" in the restroom one day. She looked everywhere. It was gone. So she got out another and went about her day ... rode up the elevator with a bunch of colleagues, talked to a few more on her way back to her desk before sitting down and discovering it ... stuck to her ID badge!! There for all to see!
haha. You should see me after I babysit my baby grandsons. I'm covered with play dough, silly putty and mashed bananas.
Trust me, if it were poo, you would have smelled it first. Just saying!
lol. that's so funny
