So when I got to my cubicle at the faculty room, I grabbed a pack of pop-up tissues that has been there for several months already and shoved it into my bag before going to class. I thought it was the perfect stand-in for my absentee hanky.
In the classroom, as I was running a little late, I immediately set up my computer for Powerpoint. When I was almost done, my tummy started to feel weird. And if one knows me, he/she should know that I'm not particularly skilled at holding my bowels.
There was nothing else to do: I had to grab the pack of tissues, put it in my pocket and dashed to the nearest rest room.
That was the first time I was glad I did not have a handkerchief with me.
... all things work together for good to those who love God... - Romans 8:28
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