Today we had Chipotle for lunch. Let me just say that I love me some Chipotle, but it does not love me. The sad thing is I know what it does to me but I still continue to eat there. Not near as much as I used to but yes still, I am just glutton for punishment.
So a few hours after my very tasty lunch my stomach started giving me hell. I knew it wouldn't be long before I would have to use the restroom. After putting it off for as long as I possibly could, I hauled my trembling ass in there.
I flew into the largest stall and quickly turned the little lock on the door. I ripped my pants down and threw myself on the toilet seat. Just as relief began again I hear a cough and this.....
"Let me shut this door for you."
OH MY FREAKING GOD!!
I had not closed the stall door entirely and it had opened and a very nice co worker stood there looking at me and closing the door. I am afraid I will have to look for a new job now. The horror.