Today at work I have been busy.
I drank two cups of coffee.
Then wriggled around before having to go to the toilet (or bathroom for those who prefer that term) (or dunny).
I get to the toilet and there is no toilet paper.
Now, you think it would be easy to get toilet paper don't you?
Not ours. It is locked in a storeroom because for some reason it just gets nicked if left out. Goodness knows why. I mean, it is not a rare commodity here.
So I have to unlock the storeroom but the keys are in my car. They are in my car because they are too heavy to have in my hand bag.
Which means I have to go back to the office, dig into my bag and get my car keys, then get to my car and get the office keys, then go back to the storeroom and unlock padlock, get box of toilet paper down and take out four rolls, then put box back, then lock storeroom and then make my way back to the toilet only to be interrupted by someone delivering some things which I had to sign for.
How I did not wet my pants I do not know. I did not even do a "toilet dance" whilst signing for the delivery. Just stood casually and signed while using those "hidden" muscles. Women will understand what I am talking about.
Then when I got to the toilet I just kind of threw the rolls on the floor.
I am now going to get some extra rolls of loo paper and store them in the kitchen.
Or maybe I should not wait until the last minute to go for a pee.