Pyramid of poo
At the end of my student years I went down to London for an interview day at a big posh accountancy firm. Whether I was a naive country boy or what, but I really didn't like the people who did the interviewing. The people, the culture, the job. No thanks.

So after a day of nerves, and scoffing all the rich buffet finger food they provided after a simple student diet, I went to the loo on the way out.

And pooed. And pooed. And defacated an enormous log pyramid of well formed feces down the khazi. I must have lost half a stone immediately.

And I can't easily explain why. But I peered at my sculptured stool sample, and then a calm came over me and I simply left it without flushing.

Its certain that gluttony played a part, and maybe pride and wrath that I felt I was better than what they were offering, so I gave my poo in return. With the wisdom of age I know the poor sod who had to deal with it would be a minimum wage cleaner from Tower Hamlets, and thats why I feel the need to confess. Sorry mate.
(chutneyweasel, Fri 27 Aug 2010, 13:43, Reply)