A Bad Day
There are sometimes when you wake up and you know it is going be a bad and it would have been better to have just stayed in bed.
After starting on my way to work this morning I realized that I had worn the jeans that had a big hole in the knee. I managed to spill a soda on my shirt in the car. (You could even tell I was wearing my seat-belt with the clean stripe down the middle.) I had to stop at Wal-Mart on my way to work…for the generic Immodium. Only after stopping to use the fine facilities at Wal-Mart.
That part was interesting to say the least. The porcelian top to the commode had been broken and had been replaced with a piece of plywood. At least they painted it while. And I got plenty of time to read all of the witty comments made by previous occupants. My advice: never let your kids go into a public restroom unless you want to be answering questions that they probably shouldn’t be asking.