"Thank you, have a nice day!"

I think I'm alone. It's late at night. The gym is almost empty. I think my secret will be safe. I fart a horribly smelling fart right in front of my locker. God, it stinks. Two young jocks start walking toward my area. They walk right past me, right through my fart. Their lockers are next to mine. I'm mortified. I grab my backpack quickly and head out. As I'm leaving the area I hear one of them mutter behind me, "Thank you, have a nice day!"