yesterday i had a counsel visit. these can be over an hour long, and there's no washroom access once you're locked in the room with your lawyer. now it just so happens that i have what is quite possibly the world's smallest bladder and therefore i'm a bit neurotic about not being within reach of a toilet or a bush. so when my name was called i quickly ran to the bathroom.
while i'm pissing, i'm called over the loudspeaker again, and then i hear another, distinctly hostile, voice:
- HISCOCKS I'M WAITING HERE !!!
wow. crusty, much?
i go out. the guard is waiting for me, all narrowed-eyes-and-wide-stance aggression.
- what were you doing?
- um, taking a piss.