Will it get squeezed?

I am one of the corporate babes (male) who never tire of testifying my delight in the bland compound which has inappropriate rules that fucks your brain but demands more from it. I personally appreciate the idea of having to “swipe your card and enter” but it makes people or at least exclusively men feel like _______ while entering through the “swipe gate”. Corporate brains started performing permutations and combinations to enter through the gate itself, but why? In our company which happens to be Renault Nissan which is situated in Mahindra world city inside ascendas building has six swipe gates. These swipe gates are made up of transparent copolymers which eventually are operated by a sensor and hydraulic arrangements (hopefully). This very idea makes a man feel incapable of any but the most multi-cellular organisms in his body freezes and emotions cry when he is asked to pass through the gates thinking that he might lose his pennies anytime. Uff! I escaped once too. It is funny if you happen to witness the situation while a man tries to move his ass as something triggers his reflex to do so.

P.S: I have never seen people so cautious while doing work or while they speak to their girl friends and/or wives but, while it comes to “swipe gates” everybody surrenders… rather if you are a man you’ll surrender.

What happened in rest room no 2?

CONTENT WARNING: If you are/were a girl, adding to it if you are worst (attu)/gorgeous by nature or if you are a guy calling yourself a smart-ass or asses of the asses then please skip this post. If you love fun, continue reading. 

Once I stepped into a room where the contributors of one of the heavenly bodies gather regularly “THE REST ROOM”. Nature asked for my contribution too. So I did give. I happened to meet a person who was around 35 years, In the hand wash area he posed me a question. He asked... Why did you see the wall in front of you instead of watching down? I admire his questioning ability (dumb fkr). I felt quite awkward and at first hesitated to reply. Then with a smile I blurted out some crap. One French guy was noticing the conversation between both of us. I said it amounts to decency. I appreciate that French guy’s reflex… he immediately looked up and let out with a heavenly feel. He forgot himself and showered all over his pants. Lol! Had a laugh and went out. Don’t know what happened after that. Hope he had an alternate. He he!

Peep and peek but do not try to sneak [:P].