There's something in the air at the moment, with both myself and Angry Chimp having something to say about pooing, and the use of public lavs in general.
Women tend not to poo when they know there's somebody in a nearby cubicle. You'll hear nothing for a while as your wee waits to start (there's always delayed onset with an audience), then your neighbour will break the ice by getting some toilet paper ready, silence again, shuffle of feet. Your wee comes and goes and you're off, leaving them to get on with their business once you've washed and dried your hands.
But what if you don't leave? What if you wait? Will there be a stand-off? Who will break first? And how about playing that cruel game of going back into the lavs after you've left, knowing that there's somebody desperate to lighten their load in one of the cubicles? I'm sure you could cause a nasty case of haemorrhoids if you played your cards right.
That's the beauty of being a temp somewhere - you can really piss people off without it mattering.
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