Ever have one of those days when you've just got gas? I know you do.
I am having one today.
Thankfully, I have a special place to go to alleviate the pain: the server room. It's close by, noisy, and extremely well-ventilated.
However, there are the few times when a little slippage happens at the desk.
Why is it that when that happens, a co-worker decides it's time to visit?
Then they act polite by ignoring the elephant in the room, all the while thinking: HOLY SMOKES! I GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE!
I hate gas.