The Fart Dilemma

So my trip to bangkok has temporarily given me an embarrassing dilemma of sorts - to fart or not to fart. The spicy food there has given me a lot of gas, and on my first day back in Singapore, I had to hold it in in front of others and go to the toilet for relief.

However, as I was walking past a colleague's cubicle while talking to another colleague, I was taking long strides and lost concentration. The result was a short, fat, fart as I walked past my colleague's cubicle. I'm sure he must have been offended. Of all the colleagues on my floor, this male colleague was one that I had tension with. For some reason or other, I disliked him at first sight as he looked like someone who came from a rich family, and was a little stuck up. It didn't help that he was from global.

We started off on a misunderstanding as well, and I think he must have thought he had offended me in some way, which he did though it wasn't exactly justified. Anyways, it resulted in a tense and strange awkwardness between the 2 of us, and though there were opportunities to open up and be friends, we simply chose to put each other at arm's length.

It was under such a circumstance that I walked past his cubicle and let go of that untimely fart. He must have thought I did it on purpose as an expression of what I thought about him... Ok, ok, so I'm being sensitive. He shouldn't have been as petty as that. However, he was one of those you could tell came from a formal, upper class family with strict upbringing. The fact that someone farted in front of people is a display of bad manners and crudeness.

Well, there's no use crying over aired fart... I can only say that it was entirely without malice that I farted; It was a natural bodily chemical reaction. It was either fart or have my intestines explode at his cubicle. I did him a favor by choosing the lesser of the 2 evils...