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Okay, so - I have been having some sort of low-grade stomach gack happening for the last few days, which requires some, uh, extra attention and privacy in the men's room at work.

So today, on my I believe sixth trip to said men's room, I had the sad misfortune of having my former boss come in to the stall next to mine.

And he had something going on with his guts, too.

And we both knew it.

And so....we did that painful pas-de-deux where you're trapped in a men's room next to someone in another stall, and you've got wicked stomach cramps, and both of you are politely trying to:

a. keep any sound from happening, and failing.
b. keep the failed sound from happening a lot, and
c. failing at that, also.

So for the next twenty minutes it sounded like two grown men trying to inflate a helium balloon by sloshing a leaky water bucket around it.

And the worse part was, neither of us wanted the other one there, so there was that silence when you just hope that the other person finishes up and you can get some peace. But NO.

Finally, I just did what I could and tidied up, and then found another rest room downstairs to devolve in privacy.