The day when they repair the ladies washroom

o liu tarn dou siu siu.

I think is true. My office ladies' toilet is under maintenance today. (three days already - can build new toilet already, according to one of my colleague)

So, what we, the females, could do is to walk further to another building and use the toilets there.

Oh well, apparently, our sky does not take a pity on us. Instead giving us a heavy downpour. (there is no sheltered walkway) Hence, the females have no choice but to use the gents'.

*4 female colleagues walks in, escort by a male colleague, standby outside the door.*

*me, being very 38, said, "Eh, eh, I never been to gents' before! I want to go!"*

*me open the door*

*2 colleagues running out, exclaiming, "OMG, WHY IS IT SO SMELLY! I WANT TO VOMIT ALREADY!"*

*me being smart, took a peek, smell a faint *ahem* smell, turn around and walk back to my workstation.*

*me, enjoying the scene of the rest of the colleagues coming out from the gents' giving the same remarks."*

*the male colleague said, "Can't blame us. Shoot that time not accurate enough."*

A female colleague said, "I went in and I don't know where to stand. Every inch also dirty!"

LOL. Now, die also I don't want to go to gents' liao. :P