Synchronisation – Ain’t it a Bitch

“Apparently” if you stick a load of women on a Desert Island their monthly Lunar bleeding will synchronise. Apparently. So they say.

Well the same thing works with the more advance gender, the Male of the species. I work in an office with 20 lads, and I believe the same has happened to us.

Every day between 10.00 and 10.30, it is like a Ghost Town in the office. All the fella’s toddle off to do their morning business, i.e. take a Dump, or to be more refined, “Drop the Kids off at the Pool”.

Perhaps I should get a grant and study this phenomenon, mind you the “smell” (if in fact that is a strong enough word to describe it) that comes from the Ablution area, is not for the faint hearted, or weak kneed.

I shall end with the word of today: Mesothelioma

TTFN