You know what’s weird…
| February 25, 2005 | Filled under Shorts |
When you are the only person in a bathroom with three stalls, and you’re in one of the stalls, doing your business, and when you’re done, right as you exit the stall, someone else walks into the bathroom, and seeing you exit that stall, precedes to enter the exact same stall, completely ignoring the other two previously unoccupied stalls, knowing full well that you just had your naked behind on the same porcelain seat they’re getting ready to set their naked behind on.
So true! I have that same problem when I am out thrift shopping or shopping anywhere for that matter. I will be all by myself, looking at something in a completely empty part of the store and heck if someone doesn’t have to come right next to me to start thumbing through whatever I am looking at. There’s a whole freaking store for them, but they have to look exactly where I am looking!
I think, in a store, that’s an indication of what great tast we have, whereas the bathroom is something else altogether.
This being winter and all… Don’t you hate when you plant your posterior only to realize that Jack Frost had his fanny there? Brrrrgggghhhhh.
Maybe you look like a warm chick!