Security Briefs creator missing. . .

We've all heard that good things come in pairs and I wonder if the flip side is true as well. On the heels of yesterdays security tip I stepped into the elevator at work and was welcomed with the nastiest smell. Not so much like someone had farted but more like it's last occupant had horrific B.O. I was on my way down from the 3rd floor giving my mind just enough time to wander. "What if there's someone waiting at the bottom," I thought?

There was.

I wanted to say, "Hi, it smelled like this when I got on so don't be thinking I'm the culprit." What I got out, though, was only the "Hi" which I followed with a guilty sounding stutter. Rather than quit while I looked only slightly guilty, I continued babbling incoherently, blundering the rest and probably cementing my reputation as the stinky guy who farts when he's alone on the elevator.