Comedy can come from anywhere.
As I walked into the men's room of the local establishment a dad walked in with his daughter in his arms and his son walking next to him. I was about 5 seconds behind him. His daughter was about eleven months. His son was three or four years old.
I saw his son walk away from the toilet stall as I walked in.
"Go on," urged the dad, with his daughter in his arm, as his son walked towards him. The boy walked into the lone urinal stall and I ended up walking into the adjacent stall where the toilet was.
I actually have my own issues in public restrooms. They are typically filthy and I have a bit of OCD with not wanting to touch things in there. At least my fears of a congressman to my right were unfounded and I know this because there was not a shoe sneaking into my stall while I was in there.
Then I heard something that made me want to bust out laughing and I had to hold it in.
"JUST POINT UP!" directed the dad.
I thought I was going to lose it. The urinal must've only come down to the boy's chest, I'm guessing. The boy had not said a word. I could only picture in my head that he must have looked at the urinal, down to his pants, at his dad, and then at the urinal again.
I don't recall the first time I used a urinal. I hope he's not traumatized by his first experience. It was so funny though hearing the dad try to explain to him what to do.
I guess this does qualify as bathroom humor.
No animals were harmed in this post.
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