One day at work, I was in the toilet, sitting quietly, as suddenly the accounting office was stuck there almost in its entirety. From the first seconds it became clear, the aunts came here to be outraged by the person of Gender and his idiotic leadership of the company, passed by and on, on all the tops, some intrigues were discussed, God knows what. To check the presence of anyone in the cabins they did not bother, so lili gow... that is, they spoke openly, not embarrassed by expressions and details. I sat quietly hoping that they would not uncover me, because witnesses of THAT were not left alive. And considering that this information was not interesting to me, I did not want to die in vain (of course, nobody would kill me, but a good relationship could be buried). And when all the bones were washed, one lady decided to get into my cabin, but it wasn’t. I held the defense, pressing my legs, so that no god let my shoes not identify me. There was a grave silence, during which there was a reflection. The uncles in shock began to whisper, realizing what kind of poo they might have gotten with their secrets. I held the door with my hand and coughed a little for the case, so that they didn’t think that it was spelled. The siege lasted for a while, then the accountantry left the toilet one by one, but only the fool would not realize that there would be surveillance behind the toilet door. So it was, the accountantry walked through the corridor, not losing the door to the unfortunate office from sight. They walked like this for a long time, but they didn’t do anything. The identity of the mysterious witness remains unresolved. And all because the toilet was on the first, very low floor and it had a window.