hasselhoff

I never update my live journal anymore. It seems ridiculous to have more than one blog. I made three entries and called it quits. I was quite a while ago.

Here's my only live journal entry worth Salvaging.


When he shits a tree dies in China
Inevitably one must crap at work. It is an uncomfortable fact that all people must come to grips with at some point. One of the most uncomfortable facets of all of this is hearing other people do the same. It's not cool. You don't want to know the people you work with in that way and most of them don't want you too. But it is unavoidable in some cases.

My first Job out of college was working for a software company out of Hong Kong. It was a small company consisting of Koreans, Hong Kongese, Main land Chinese and a small mixture of very odd Americans. It was interesting.

Now I'd like to say that there is no real distinguishing difference between the bathroom habits of Asians and Americans. You can always tell whose in the next stall by looking the shoes right next to you. So all in all it was very uncomfortable but not a big deal.

However I remember one morning sitting there and hearing some dude walk in to the next stall. He started pulling toilet paper off the ringer like he was prepping a fire hose. It just kept going on and on. I was thinking that some one had spilled a drink and they were out of paper towels or something. After about a minute of this I could hear him sit down. He does his business and then I hear "Hey Kit is that you? Your crap really smells." It was the fucking company president. WTF? Then with the same vigor he's pulling toilet paper off the roll to wipe his ass and I could only imagine him scrubbing away madly like Lady Macbeth. The rest is a blur.