Sunday, January 07, 2007

Bathroom business

Crazy things always seem to happen to or around me. I’m just one of those people. And last night I experienced a doozy.

Bob and I went to an engagement party in Baltimore that was in a cool old movie theatre. They were showing “Dreamgirls,” so we visited for a while and watched the end of the movie from the balcony. The regular movie customers were in the bottom of the theatre and it was a packed house!

During the party I chugged two bottles of water and ate a full cup of ice (it’s still my only true craving and I really want some right now.) I went to the bathroom once, but by the end of the movie I had to go again.

I waddled down the stairs and into an extremely long line of women waiting to use the three stalls.

After standing in line for about 10 minutes and getting up to where the bathroom actually was, a woman comes in yelling: “I’m about to pee in my pants!” She pushed the rest of us in the line out of her way.

She ended up standing by a stall near me and began taking her coat and shoes off, all the while saying how much she REALLY had to go to the bathroom.

There were still about 7 or 8 women in front of me and I figured one of them would let her cut, so I didn’t offer. The woman directly in front of me did, and then a woman with a young daughter offered and finally the teenager who was the first in line let her cut.

The woman by this time had unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. She darted into the stall and apparently had to go SO much that she couldn’t close the door to the stall! The woman with the young daughter shut the door for her.

As you can imagine, this had the line buzzing. The women in front of me were talking about having Poise pads as a back up for such situations. Then, they noticed me, the big pregnant woman.

They offered to let me cut as well, saying I had an excuse and they had all been in my shoes and knew how pregnant women felt when they had to go to the bathroom. I really appreciated their charity, but I didn’t mind waiting. I go often enough that I rarely get to the point where I think I’m going to die or wet my pants.

Well, the 7 or 8 people in front of me were finished before that woman finally came out of the stall. That meant I had to go into her stall. I was kind of worried she had done more than just pee, (I didn’t want to have to deal with that) but took a deep breath and went in anyway.

This odd woman was still buttoning her pants and putting on her shoes when I left the bathroom.

Obviously, I waddled up the stairs and right to Bob to tell him about the crazy events. He laughed, at least pretending to find them enjoyable. I hope you guys enjoyed it.

Ever encountered such craziness in the bathroom? In all of my 28 years, I can honestly say I’ve never experienced anything like that.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

I would suggest taking advantage of peoples understanding and willingness to let you cut in line! It is likely one of the only times complete strangers will be that friendly.

Funny story though, thanks for sharing.

6:55 PM  
Blogger Pregnantly Plump said...

I am taking advantage of the seats on the Metro (public transportation in DC.) I'm not sure how willing people are to let me have their seat, but they do it. And I don't turn them down!
Glad you liked the story.

10:31 PM  

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