I got to the point of no return, turtles head chewing at me grundies. So I dashed of to a quiet toilet we have upstairs at work that is only supposed to be used for clients. I always use this bog as it is peaceful and you dont get intruders waltzing in. Imagine my despair to find the door LOCKED. Oh my god!
The next decent loo is right at the other end of the offies so I quickly shimmied myself to them. Now this bog has 2 traps so your pretty much gauranteed a peaceful turn out. Imagine my horror to find Trap 2 engaged

Anyway, I gets into position in trap 1 and release a few chocalate hostages into the murky water below.He did the same. It was battle of the dumps. Duelling ar$holes.
Now I dont know how long this blokes been in trap 2 but I sure as hell aint gonna be the first to wipe up and wash. Imagine if we leave the traps at the same time - our identities would be revealed

So I decides Im gonna sit this one out to the death...
...5 mins...
...10 mins...
...I'd sent 4 texts by now and got 4 replies ...
...15 mins later I was beat. I had to make a move. I quickly wiped without making too much noise, just the one bad swear word as my finger went through the paper and scratched my balloon knot.

I left... defeated.