I dunno if this is supposed to go elsewhere, but it happened at work....
So as i'm in the back trying to assemble a few things, one of my male co-workers passes me by, and enters the bathroom.
A minute later, he comes out, with a scared look on his face. "Theirs runny blood on the toilet seat." he says in a calm, reserved voice, pointing to the door.
So I look in, and sure enough, he had raised the seat to pee, and the entire bottom of the seat is a menstruation battlefield. Whoever used it last had one serious blow.
"Can...can I pee now?" he asks from outside. "Did....you clean it up?"
I rather not explain what happened next. But he's scarred for life now.
So as i'm in the back trying to assemble a few things, one of my male co-workers passes me by, and enters the bathroom.
A minute later, he comes out, with a scared look on his face. "Theirs runny blood on the toilet seat." he says in a calm, reserved voice, pointing to the door.
So I look in, and sure enough, he had raised the seat to pee, and the entire bottom of the seat is a menstruation battlefield. Whoever used it last had one serious blow.
"Can...can I pee now?" he asks from outside. "Did....you clean it up?"
I rather not explain what happened next. But he's scarred for life now.
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