I was sitting on the toilet, desperately trying to claw open a tampon which was obviously child proof - wtf this shouldn't take so long! - It was starting to be almost an exaggeration as the 5 min mark passed and I had still failed to break this seemingly impermeable seal, in the midst of my deadly concentration on the task at hand the door opened, and i was looking straight at a stranger's face who was around the age of 18 and most definitely a male. It was my roommate's cousin! What did i do? Did i respond how i always wanted to respond if the situation arose? with a CCC (calm cool collected) hello, or uh-oh? Nope, instead i reverted to my flight or fight instincts and found a more fitting reaction in 'OH MY GOD!!
Now i would be lying if I told you I didn't see it coming, I'd be lying if i said I didn't actually watch the door handle turn in such a slow motion fashion you'd think I had meant for this to happen all along. (I can be a pervert you know) but I must admit there was time to advert the disaster, and you know most of all, i really could have locked the door.
Explanation: My bf is a big pervert, so usually while i am on the toilet he will just stroll into the bathroom, I honestly think that he is trying to catch me pooping, i think he resents that i have so successfully hidden such bodily functions from him. His lack of respect for my privacy is what i am blaming for ruining/dulling my reflexes during this fateful moment. I honestly expected to look up and see my boyfriends cheeky little smile! Instead i was looking at the shock and disgust of an 18 year old boy! He will probably have unfortunate scarring images for many years to come. As he closed the door and said "oops" my lovely boyfriend kindly screamed "was she pooping!?" I told you hes been snooping! Well at least he knows how to break the ice right? I wouldn't leave the bathroom until they left. I was embawwwassed. On the bright side, if that damn tampon hadn't been such a fucking rubix cube, the poor boy could have really walked in on something even worse! and I really highly doubt Ill ever see him again, i mean besides in his nightmares.
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Thursday, November 11, 2010
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