Work philosophy

Here i sit

Trying to take a shit

Contemplating out loud about life

Phone suddenly vibrates

Boss texting me to hydrate

“What is he, my at work wife?”

I hear a chuckle

And then the sound of a buckle

As the stall beside me comes to life

I wasn’t alone

It’s a public shared throne

Levels of embarrassment were rife.

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