In a hurry...

Your rushing to pull into the parking lot at work, the powers at be have called upon you to use the rest room about 20 minuets ago while sitting in rush hour traffic. Low and behold your boss is outside smoking a cig very vigorously. You try to dodge him by walking straight for the door but he cuts you off and vets for 10 minuets about how his move is going. You politely excuse your self and tell him your in a rush to use the rest room. You are literally running to your office/cube to drop off lunch and laptop, then run to the restroom passing the CEO as he washes his hands. You lock the stall door, rip down your dress pants, wait for the door to open and close, then let it fly. Oh what a relief, but then you realize the foul stench and the warm butt checks… You put 2 and 2 together and get that the CEO had just done the same thing. As you come to realize this pretty disgusting realization the door opens and you can tell by the steps it’s “that guy”, you know the one! The really BIG guy and he’s coming towards the stalls. He hits your door, says “dam it”, you confirm “yep it’s him fuck”. As quickly as you can gasp for one last breath , his pants are down and everything but the kitchen sink is coming out. This is so bad your toilet is shacking. You plead with God to help, he does the timed air freshener goes off, you gasp the compressed fragmented air knowing it’s gonna taste bad but a whole hell of allot better than the fecal matter infested air. Wipe ever so quickly and vigorously, run to the sink all while pulling up your pants, wash and wipe hand on your zipper cause it’s stuck on your shirt and burst out the door. Moral of the story go to the bathroom before heading to work.