Now i know why girls go to the toilets in herds

Woke up kinda late today, rushed around the house getting ready only to find

...

EH?! EMPTY PORCH !

Called my boyfriend for like 20 times before he picked up the phone because he said he would be in town for the morning...

manatau,

"Oi i bathing you call me so many times for what?* -click- and he hangs up.

... *A screwed silence*

Finally managed to get to work in one piece. *Well I was in one piece, not sure about my abused car though* Endured a very boring Friday afternoon and answered the call of nature.

-Scene: Empty Girl's Toilet, Queensbay 2nd floor-
-Cast: Me and the toilet cleaner-

So the unwitting little lamb I strolled to the washroom, finding it totally unoccupied *which is kinda rare for a mall washroom* didn't bother me much, went in and closed the door behind me.

Suddenly i hear the sound of the door of the cubicle beside me creaking *the 1st thought i had was actually, wah aircon so big ah*, a faint click of the lock and someone stepping on the toilet bowl.

Alerted, i looked up waiting for whatever was going to emerge. *actually i was imagining along the lines of korean horror movies*

And then i saw this very tanned head slowly easy up from the high panels of the cubicle. The toilet cleaner evidently needed a biology lesson on girl's anatomy. So i stood there, staring at him. The moment he saw me looking at him, he ran out of the cubicle and beyond.

Then a horde of females stampeded into the toilet.

Thank god i can continue my business without worries. =.= View blog reactions