OK - here's the story:
I have a nice appointment all set up - I get there and everything is good - off I go into the shower. As I get into the bathroom, it is rank. The gal I was there to visit had obviously just taken a giant dump. I'm talking about a smell that says I drank beer, ate wings and cabbage all night and then pooped it out right before I got here.
I explained that this just plain killed my mood - apologized, offered to rebook and went on my merry way. Later I get a cell phone message saying that it was rude that I left.
So, OK, I know we all need to poo but come on, would that have killed your desire? Boys what would you have done? For that matter, what would the ladies have done if they arrived in a hotel room that reeked?
No, I will not identify the lady in question - no point in doing so.
I have a nice appointment all set up - I get there and everything is good - off I go into the shower. As I get into the bathroom, it is rank. The gal I was there to visit had obviously just taken a giant dump. I'm talking about a smell that says I drank beer, ate wings and cabbage all night and then pooped it out right before I got here.
I explained that this just plain killed my mood - apologized, offered to rebook and went on my merry way. Later I get a cell phone message saying that it was rude that I left.
So, OK, I know we all need to poo but come on, would that have killed your desire? Boys what would you have done? For that matter, what would the ladies have done if they arrived in a hotel room that reeked?
No, I will not identify the lady in question - no point in doing so.





