I remember when I was like 22 and in the management training program of the financial institution where I was employed, (youngest ever to get in the program, btw), I went in the bathroom when I was in the Mortgage Servicing department swing of my training.
The Senior VP of that department came in and started talking to me as I was at the urinal. Um, dude, I'm like busy and stuff? He started asking me if I liked what I was doing and how I liked the dept. I answered honestly saying that I thought I had been in the department a little longer than usual and I was ready to move on to my next assignment.
Little did I know that he was holding me there because he wanted to keep me in the dept. Well, I caught **** the next day when I got called the to Sr. VP of Human Resources, who ran the program, who then told me of the conversation I had just had in the **** with that **** while I was pissing. Standing over me while I had my ****** in my hand. He had complained that I was talking **** about his department.
I didn't want to stay in his **** department anyway. I pissed off one of the big wigs, but I moved on soon after. 😉