Geneo and I went to a NW Arkansas Naturals baseball game. Believe it or not, it was a wonderful night for a ballgame. A rain shower had come through the area earlier in the day and cooled the temperature. There was a nice breeze for most of the game. AND the Naturals beat the Springfield Cardinals.
However, I did have a few anxious moments. I thought it would be wise to go to the bathroom before the game started so that I wouldn't have to walk in front of a lot of people to go during the game. I think that is a throw-back to the days when my mom would tell me to go before the show starts or something like that. Anyway, that's what I did.
Just as I got into position to do my thing, I heard the announcer say, "Ladies and gentlemen please rise for the singing of our National Anthem." Well, um, I couldn't rise. Obviously, at this point, I had no choice but to complete what I had started. I thought I would be very quiet and finish as quickly as possible in order to at least show some respect for our flag by rising to my feet.
I finished my business and rose to my feet when, you guessed it, the stool automatically flushed. Now, there is just something wrong with hearing a stool flush during the singing of the National Anthem. I was very embarrassed even though I really couldn't help it and didn't intend for it to happen. But then I thought, I'm probably the only one in here. So no one will ever know. I swished my hands under the automatic water faucet, grabbed a pull-down paper towel (I was surprised they were not automatic), and was headed out the down when I heard it --- another flush. Ahhh. I smiled. I'm not the only person who got caught with her pants down during the singing of the National Anthem. Life is good!
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