Snack Time, In the Men's Room

Many years ago, I got in the habit of telling my boss when I would be leaving the area sortly after I started in Corporate America. Not because I was expected to, for me it is a respect thing. 17 year later, I am the boss, and now I do it so my employees will know where I am at, if they or someone else is looking for me. (Guess what, it is still a respect thing.)

Every now and again, in the wonderful, wonderful world of customer service there are times when you just need to get away from everything for a bit, even if it is only 5 minutes. That is just long enough to break the tenstion, and helps you to cope better when you return. Today, was just such a day. It was so stressful, that about 2:30 I realized that I needed to head the the men's room, like NOW. Like most days, I am so busy, I hold it till I get the chance. Today, there didn't seem to be any chances. At that moment, however, I didn't have a choice, so off I headed.

The only person I saw as I started to trot in the appropriate direction was my boss. I said to him, "Hey boss, I am going to the men's room, and then get a snack." I was feeling a little wonky from my diabities meds, and needed to eat. Because I was all but running, in the opposite direction, I am sure I was hard to hear. My boss replied quizically, "You're going to the Men's room to have a snack?!" "No dude, that's just gross. I said, Men's room AND THEN get a snack. Your just wrong.", trailed off as I rounded the corner in a last ditch effort to make it to the Men's room before break point. While I do not speak from experience, I can only surmize that there is likely nothing, I repeat, nothing in the Men's room I wish to ever have in my mouth for any reason!

For any inquiring minds out there..... I did make it just in time, whew!