This is one of the most disgusting things, but I'm going to post it before Liz gets to it since she witnessed the whole thing.
We were in the office, on the computer as usual, and I see a small, roundish, dark thing on the ground. "Is this an old fruit snack? Or poop?" I pick it up. Rock solid. I sniff it. Hmmmmm. I sniff it again. It's poop.
I know! I know! But we were too busy wet-your-pants laughing at how repulsive that is to care how repulsive that is! And all the questions it raises!
How did it get there?
How long did it have to be there since it was petrified?
If I suspected it was poop, why didn't I pick it up with a paper towel or something?
Why would I SMELL it?
Did I REALLY need to know if it was poop? It was going in the trash no matter what!
Why am I not more concerned that it is possible for poop to be on the floor of my office for countless days, maybe weeks?
Shouldn't I be embarrassed about our hygiene habits?
3 comments:
wow.
Now that is impressive!
Was it human or animal poop?
I never know what I will read on your blog...
That happens to me all the time. Guess the brown nugget. Is it chocolate? Is it poop? For how long has it been here? Is it human or feline? (It is always human. My cat is much better potty trained than my kids.)
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