Toilet Paper Driver [Weekly Short-Short Note]

Oh, I've done it now.
Today was the day I was supposed to go to a presentation at a company I had booked an appointment with myself for the first time, but I got so nervous that I got an upset stomach and ended up stuck in the bathroom for a long time. At this rate, there's no way I'll make it to the meeting on time—

"Hey, don't give up before you've even started."
"But, senior..."
"I'll drive."
"Eh? But senior, I thought you were a paper driver."
"Yeah. But I have a better sense of the area than you, a newcomer, and above all—cleaning up after a junior is a senior's duty."

With that, my senior drove me to the destination on time with steering skills that made it hard to believe they were a paper driver.

"You stepped up to clean up my mess, you're easy to get along with, and you have a strong core... Senior, you're not a paper driver, you're a toilet paper driver."
"Hey, hey, are you complimenting me or what... But, are you sure this is the place?"

...All that was there was a public restroom.
The company I had booked an appointment with was a shell company—a toilet paper company.