A Kleenex Moment

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellows,

Another LIVE on the spot blip coming at you, this time from work:

So I am currently sitting in a lavvy cubicle in the office building. 

I feel an urge to sneeze and go "Ah-ha-ha-ah-ha-ah-ah-ha-aaaahhh"...

But sneeze does not follow. Sneeze goes back up my nose.

I become acutely aware that, meanwhile, a man is outside my cubicle, peeing in the urinal.

I am gripped with fear and concern that said Man has heard me and thinks I'm having a Jodrell Bank in here.

(Look, these things happen. I've heard it. And some men are NOT SUBTLE about what they are doing).

I make a conscious decision to actually SAY - "AAAAAA-choooooo!!!!" out loud. So he knows it is hay fever and not pickle-pulling going on in here.

I'm not sure how convincing that was. I may have to hide in here for 5 minutes to make sure Man has fully gone away.

Traumatised.

S.

P.s. I once saw a man singing "Cracklin' Rosie" to his willy at a urinal. That was weird.