I often wonder if it is normal a few days after you have consumed Mexican food for a whistling breeze to pass through your colon.
While sitting in the lobby of a potential employer, dressed as presentable as I possibly can. A man sitting next to me in a three-piece suit, holding a folder carrying his cv leaned over and told me, “You might as well go home. I have this job in the bag”. Suddenly I had to break a silent wind, while at the same time the ac in the lobby kicked on and blew it in the direction of three-piece. When the supervisor came out to the lobby, looked both of us over, inhaled, and turned to me and said, “You’ re next!”