Today, we had a two-and-a-half hour staff meeting...and in the end, I had to run to the bathroom...On my way out, I was thinking that it might be funny to post this story:
I was eleven years old. I went to see The Fugitive in the movie theater.
I drank a soda because I was too young to know that it was a bad idea.
I felt the urge to go to the bathroom right as he escaped from the train.
So, needless to say, I had a while to go.
I was too afraid to miss the end...so I waited until the credits began to go.
Never before had I ever needed to use the bathroom more.
And never again.
But today, I was reminded about that day...and I thought I would share it with you.
4 comments:
That is an amazing recollection! I think a great title for this would be, "To pee or not to pee..."
:)
you are lucky! i have a weak bladder...i feel that urge daily!
Oh man...I hate it when that happens...
at least you didn't have "the dream", right?
You are describing my life... I always have to run to the bathroom these days... that Gio!!!
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