This Was Bad Too

September 30, 2004

So right before the movie, I really needed to pee.

This isn’t uncommon, for me or anyone else with a functioning excretory system, I’d imagine. Anyway it was early, I was still kinda groggy, I had the ipod blaring and I was pretty much in my own world. A world where I needed to go.

I elbowed the door open, turned the corner, twisted to the right… no urinals. Well that’s fucked up. All the stall doors are closed. Well that’s kinda fucked up too. Bathroom smelled nice though, that was different. Flowery, hint of vanilla? Maybe I’ll just wash my hands and check my hair while I wait… but um… there’s a girl at the sink. What’s she doing here?

Oh, wait.

Fuck.

I opened my mouth just slightly to say something witty that would let me leave with some dignity intact. No dice. Locked up. It was harder to be a smartass when you’re this far behind enemy lines, you know? I turned on my heel and walked out to find the little caballero’s room and I could hear her giggling in the background.

note: in future retellings of this story, I’ll probably finish with her laughing at me and me peeing in my pants, for maximum embarassment. I am a minstrel of humiliation.

Oh, and before Axel asks… nah, she wasn’t that hot. Maybe that will change in future retellings as well.

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