I’m sorry you had to clench -

The timing couldn’t have been any worse

Cheeks hit the seat and a sigh of relief

Then, BOOM!

Someone walks through the fucking door.

You clench and you clench and you clench but to no avail…

Plop. Plop.

You know they heard it,

The atmosphere is tense, nearly as tense as your…

You know that they know that your pooing,

It’s awkward and they don’t want to smell it,

So they rush there

You Thank God they’re gone and Ahhhh

It’s over.

You catch a quick glance of yourself in the mirror

Your shoulders flop and you let out a giggle

“God I hate pooing at work”.

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