: Oh Shit :

In my rush to get back to work and in my fear that I was holding up the single men’s toilet in our office, I guess I didn’t wipe very well. 2 hours later, I felt the stickiness on my bottom and low and behold upon checking I discovered the tire tracks on my white underwear leading away from the scene of the crime.

I tried washing it off but to no avail. So now I’m sitting here in my cube with a mound of toilet paper stuffed between my cheeks, nothing but a few layers of one-ply shielding me from yesterday’s dinner.

Some things shouldn't be rushed.