I was out with my coworkers walking to a food truck. I had to fart, so I stood at the back of the group. I had no fears of anyone smelling my fart because #1 — we were outside, and #2 — the breeze was blowing downwind so no one would catch a whiff of it. Before I finished, the group decided to turn around and go to a different food truck. Crap.. well, I was just about done tooting, maybe the wind will disperse it. Nope. As soon as we turned around, someone said “It smells like a fart outside.” Haha. They walked into my fart cloud. I wasn’t trying to give myself away, but I couldn’t help but giggle. Then they all pointed at me and called me fart girl.