The Porcelain Job

So, today when I finished my pool route and got back to the shop, I noticed that the bosses were there. After I emptied my truck and wrote my time down, I  thought I would play, "Secret Agent." The bosses are usually upstairs in their respective offices, on their computers, and yelling to each other from across the hall. Or they are gathered in the one office. I decided to quietly sneak up the stairs about half-way and listen. I have done this several times before, and sometimes I'll stay there for like 5 min. just so I can hear them talk about their employees. Yeah thats right. I want info. 
   Nothing substantial came up. So I stealthely proceeded down the hall. They were all gathered in the office to the left(they cant see me come down the hall). I  quietly opened the bathroom door, and slipped inside. Then project "Chocolate Cheerio" unfolded. I unloaded a healthy size "waste sausage" in the toilet and hoped that someone would walk by the bathroom. By this time, I made too much noise and had given my position away. However, they didn't know how bad the situation was. I could've been staring at myself in the mirror for all they knew. I was hoping though, that the unforgiving aroma would leak out and smack an unsuspecting individual right in the mouth. Not this time. Mission Failed. Upon exiting the lavatory, I humbly explained to the first person I saw, that the door should be left closed for roughly 10 min. My sincere disclaimer was met with a blank stare.

Next time bosses.........next time......



"Dennis, our lives are in your hands and you've got butterfingers?"
  -John Hammond-
"Jurrasic Park"