Thursday, May 13, 2010

A short story. By Stephanie, age 34.

Once upon a time, one of my co-workers brought a radio to work. She placed it in the bathroom. No, I don't know why.

Every day when I come into the bathroom, I hear a man's voice talking to me. Sometimes Rush Limbaugh.

It scares the crap out of me.

Which is good, since I'm in the bathroom and all.

The end.


Nen said...

you crack me up! hahaha

val said...

That's an awesome story, at any age.
We laughed right out loud. love, V

Kathy said...

Oh! That is bad. No radios in the workplace bathroom.

SJ said...

HA! You are so funny...