I know someone who cannot poop at work. No matter how badly she has to go, she just can't bring herself to do it at the office. It gets so bad that sometimes she worries that she's not going to be able to hold it on her drive home.
I have another friend who refuses to poop in her own office, so she walks up to the next floor and poops in that office's bathroom.
I also know a guy who refuses to believe that women poop at all.
Personally, I have no problem pooping at work, but I do get a bit uneasy if someone else walks into the bathroom while I'm in there because oh my gah they totally know I'm pooping right now I hope they don't recognize my shoes. I don't know why I care. Do I think they're going to judge me for pooping? I could just as easily be inside that stall doing lines or doing the nasty or making paper mache molds of people's faces with flour and toilet bowl water. Considering the alternatives, pooping is actually pretty office-friendly.
And this is the part that B's all sweet jebus she tells me she's going to stop posting about her vageen and she starts posting about poop. And B's mom is all I need a drink. And my mom is all I'm so proud. And both of our dads are all what the feck is a blag? But I've gotten to that point that bloggers seem to get to where every time they have a unique thought they're all I should totally blog this and at first when I had that moment in the office ladies room a few months ago I was like brain, please, I have a bit more class than to post about pooping at work but I guess I've been having a dry week creatively because when that thought came to me again today, it sounded like a pretty good idea.
That's why blogging is a like a degenerative disease. You start out all nice and polite because people might actually read this shit and before you know it you're cursing like a drunk sailor and writing your next post in the bathroom stall.
But on the bright side, I've always wanted a pooping tag.