a farting story...

So, ya'll know about how much I hate hate hate public bathrooms and have strong belief that you should not ever poop in one.....especially a work one. Target or something is maybe slightly more exceptable...but work. Thats just wrong. If you HAVE to go, you should find the least bussiest bathroom and wait til its empty and then hurry up and curtisy flush. So today, I am in the bathroom which is full except one stall...trying to get my shy bladder to pee....and in walks a lady in my department and into the stall next to me. as soon as she sits down she starts farting loud manly long smelly farts....not pooping that I could hear, just farting and it was the hardest thing ive ever had to do not to laugh out loud. How awkward. Im sitting there trying to think of the saddest thing I could and had to shove my shirt in my mouth to try not to laugh. It was so awkward no one could even pee. We all just sat on our pots while this very large women acted like she was the only one in there. they sounded sharp and like she was farting bricks and i just couldnt decide if it was hillarious or highly disturbing....then to make matters worse, we washed hands in sinks right next to each other...and to make it even worse...she asked me how i was doing...all i wanted to do was give her a speech on bathroom etiquite. Rule number one. Dont fart like your in your living room. Number two. Never make conversation after you have just blown up the toilet in someone else's presense. Eeehhh! People!