Warren.Figueiredo@f6.n3800.z1.fidonet.org (Warren Figueiredo) (05/04/91)
Index Number: 15385
[This is from the Blink Talk Conference]
When I was in college I walked out once with a yellow sock draped
across my shoulder. For quite a while people smiled at me and I didn't
know why they were so incredibly friendly that day. I was halfway to
class before I found out.
It happens.
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Internet: Warren.Figueiredo@f6.n3800.z1.fidonet.orgNancy.Feldman@f605.n105.z1.fidonet.org (Nancy Feldman) (05/06/91)
Index Number: 15395
[This is from the Blink Talk Conference]
Your story reminds me of another:
A friend of mine decided to go shopping. So she harnessed up her
dog and went to a major department store. She picked up a few
things she needed, pad for hem and left. When she got on the bus
the driver said, "You had better check and see what your dog has
in his mouth!" So she stepped off the bus, reached down and found
a bra in her guide's mouth. He must have picked it up at the
store. She laughed and laughed, and so did everyone else.
-> MegaMail v2.01 #0:You say I'm weird? Thanks!
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Internet: Nancy.Feldman@f605.n105.z1.fidonet.orgLois.Briggs@f89.n129.z1.fidonet.org (Lois Briggs) (05/31/91)
Index Number: 15878
Hello Deean,
I didn't see your original post of the funny story you told about ending
up stuck in the toilet, but I laughed myself until I had to go there. I
know when things like this happen they aren't one bit funny, but the
next day and for months afterward they seem to get funnier and funnier.
Compounding the event by acidentally flushing is the most comical thing
of all and just so you're OK and haven't killed Glenn, all is well.
I remember going to the graduation of the class the year after I
graduated from The Greater Pittsburgh Guild for the Blind. There I was,
all dressed up and "lookin fine." Before going into the main room for
the graduation I had to go. I went into a bathroom and I don't make a
habit of brailling toilet seats nor do I sit on a public seat.
Anyway, I certainly didn't expect the toilet to have a lid since in most
public places there are no lids. Anyway, I pulled down my slacks,
positioned myself for relief and began. All of a sudden I could feel a
little stream of liquid hitting the back of my legs and naturally
wetting my canary yellow slacks. It's pretty hard to stop what
you're doing when in that position, but stop I did. When I investigated
I found out what the problem was, but what could I do. Soon someone
came to investigate what was taking me so long and I was splitting my
sides laughing. They took my slacks and panty hose to a sink, rinsed
them out and threw them in a dryer while I remained in the stall,
not so patiently waiting for their return. I missed three fourths of
the ceremony, but I have remembered that incident which was mortifing with much
laughter since.
I always enjoy a good laugh especially at my own expense.
Lois
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