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I was on my 15-minute break so I have no idea what happened, but when I came back I found one of my coworkers (elder lady, really sweet person) hiding in a corner literally in tears. Evidently she'd just had a really nasty crapstomer. 
Whoever it was, I hope they get a nice juicy dog turd in their stocking for Christmas. You don't upset my peeps (who've saved my sanity on more than one occasion).
I've never (yet) had a crapstomer that upset me that badly, but if/when that ugly day rears its face, I guarantee you it won't be a pretty sight. As in,
Heh heh.
Whoever it was, I hope they get a nice juicy dog turd in their stocking for Christmas. You don't upset my peeps (who've saved my sanity on more than one occasion).I've never (yet) had a crapstomer that upset me that badly, but if/when that ugly day rears its face, I guarantee you it won't be a pretty sight. As in,
Heh heh.
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