Freaks all around
This is not the first time this has happened, but now it's become sort of a obsession of mine, I must learn the secret! I'm sitting in the bathroom stall at work when one of my co-workers comes in. I know it's Nathan right away because he's tall and I can see his hair above the stall door as well as his shoes below, but that's not the only way to tell. You see, I'm a freak... I know it, by now you know it too, but what you don't know is how big a freak I am. Nathan sits down and I press my ear to the bathroom stall wall. Why? Am I turned on? No... I'm not that kind of freak, but I do know that in the many times I've sat next to him in the restroom, he talks. Not out loud, to himself. The entire time he's there he talks to himself, but in a quiet whisper so I can't quite make out the words he's saying. I don't think he realizes anyone can hear him, but as we all know, bathrooms have amzing accoustics. Sadly today was not the day. Again I can't quite make out the words he's saying. Is he praying? Singing a song? Maybe practicing what he's going to say to someone? Or maybe just talking to the little voice in his head that tells him to clean the gun. See, I know I'm a freak, I just can't figure out if I'm a bigger freak than him. I can't bring myself to just ask him because that would not only be freaky, but weird, so for now I'll just have to settle with trying to get to the bathroom the same time he does.