Have you ever entered Target, armed and ready to grocery shop, only to discover that you must...tinkle? Have you ever gone into the restroom, done what you had to do, and then decided it would be best to use your foot to flush rather than dirty up your hands? Have you ever watched in horror as your flip flop tumbles in slow motion off your foot and into the toilet bowl? Have you ever silently issued up a prayer of thanksgiving, thankful that your flip flop was not flushed all the way down? Side note: Can you image how that conversation would go with customer service... "um, hi sir, could you please call someone to come assist me, your toilet swallowed my flip flop and I really need it back in order to continue shopping."
Have you ever closed your eyes and just reached in to grab the dang flip flop and then proceed to hop on one foot out of the stall? Have you ever spent five minutes scrubbing your shoe in the sink while maintaining your balance on one foot? Have you ever wished you could just shoot yourself for being so dog-gone clumsy? Have you then realized there were no paper towels in the restroom so you must dry the flip flop by using the blow dryer? Have you ever politely smiled at the sweet old lady who insists on staring you down like you just committed a crime?
Have you ever then gathered what is left of your dignity and proceeded to leave the restroom (a mere 15 minutes later) with your head held high and continue your mission of shopping?
No...you never have experienced these events? ...me either.
19 hours ago