So I just got up to walk to the bathroom, to you know, go to the bathroom.
As I turned the corner, I found myself within inches of my life. Suddenly the office transformed to the Pleistocene and I was about to be gored by a woolly rhinoceros.
She seemed to be just as scared as I.
Then I looked to my right and there was her male companion. I guess they were making their way to the watering hole or something, but he was about a third of her size.
And we made eye contact. And he looked at me. And I looked at him. And then his eyes slowly lowered to my chest.
To my waist.
Back up to my eyes again.
Standing at the urinal (for some reason, I had a momentary random thought about how urinals should definately have rearview mirrors), I realized that was no woolly rhino.
No no. That was a very oddly shaped large woman with wild hair dressed in a grey pantsuit.
And her male friend?
Thats the last time I get up from my desk without putting my pants back on.