The Ol' Gossip
Yesterday I was using the bathroom in the nurse's office because it's much cleaner than using the student bathrooms (although less entertaining- I always love reading who <3's whom 4-eva).
Anyway, I had had to pee for about 3 hours before I finally got a chance to run in there. So I had just sat down when all of a sudden the door bursts open and there stands a very old man who was substituting that day. And he just stood there, his face turning red, spluttering a little until I calmly closed the door and continued with my #1. Normally, this would have embarassed the hell out of me (of course). But the dude was just so mortified I only kind of felt bad for him. And normally, I would have regaled our entire lunch group with this tale, but I didn't even tell anyone because I figured the guy probably felt really bad about walking in on the young librarian peeing, you know? For serious, how thoughtful am I?
But then this morning I come in and everyone is kind of smirking my way. Finally one of the teachers came up with a big grin and said, "Heard about your secret meeting with Harry yesterday. You know- in the back of the of nurse's office?"
Dude is going down. I don't even care if he's 76 years old- when I'm done with him he'll be too embarassed to even be thinking about me in the bathroom, let alone telling people about it. From now on, he'll be referred to as G.O.M.: Gross Old Man.
posted by shelleycoughlin at 4:30 AM
4 Comments:
oh man... that is NOT cool.
a few years ago, i was satisfying a programming class requirement at a local community college. it was kind of a tough course and by close to the end of the semester, the class of 40 had shrunk down to a class of 10 (I was the only girl left). Anyway, during one of our final classes... we took a 5 minute break. As I was walking out of the classroom, I sort of unknowingly followed one of the other guys into the men's bathroom. ALL of my other classmates were in there, leaning up against the urinals - including my professor! Oh man, I bolted out of there... grabbed my books and drove home. Since it was past course withdrawal time, I got an F.* Hell if I was going to go back there and face all my classmates after THAT.
*no worries, i retook it somewhere else and got an A. and I did not even have to witness anyone else peeing for it.
10:08 AM
Oh Lord, that's embarassing! I don't think I could've handled an F though, so I probably would have gone back... and just pretended like nothing happened.
7:15 AM
that is really funny!! Dont embarass him, maybe he said something about it cuz he felt bad...he is old!!
8:18 AM
eh, i was already looking at a D (my first ever!) at that point - the professor was a programmer, not a teacher and a majority of the remaining class was failing. it worked out better to just re-take the course with an actual professor de java.
walking on him in the loo was a blessing in disguise.
10:04 AM
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