Monday, August 31, 2009
I brought Murphy to go to the bathroom at Lund's the other day...
...and we went to the last stall. I had him "go potty" and there we stood, hovering over the toilet, breathing in the STINKIEST smell in the whole world. The person before us must have been sick. I tried to wipe and swipe the bowl before he tried to go, because little kids are at that height where the dirtiness can actually get on them. Anyways, the whole time, I'm like, dying over the smell, and Murphy who doesn't say much basically ran from the toilet after he finished going to the bathroom. He went over to the door, with his pants around his ankles, like "get me out of here!". The point of this story is that the entire time, I'm saying to him, "Stinky". And, "Icky". And, "can you say, 'Stinky'?" I couldn't use that stall to go myself so I brought him out to the sink area and asked Josette to keep her eye on him while I used a different stall. I realized then that there was a woman in the middle stall. Taking a long time. Probably thinking I was talking about her, while saying "Stinky" six thousand times.
I would like to publicly apologize to that woman. I meant that the toilet in the END stall was stinky, and not her. (Though I decided later that she was probably making some 'stinky' herself, it really wasn't fair what happened there.)