One day, at work, I got lost in a book I read while on the toilet. I lost all track of time. Company time. Immediately, my mind turned to spinning elaborate lies excusing my long absence from my desk. Then it dawns on me as I’m beginning to wipe.
“Yeah, that’s it,” I thought.
As I returned to my desk, I placed my hand on my stomach while shaking my head, and said: “That asshole wouldn’t let me go.” It was back to work as usual.
Problem wiped –clean.