I was 5. My big brother was 17. 2 teenage girls came to door looking for brother. Being a gentleman, I let them in and went to find brother. I found him and returned to tell the girls he would be out as soon as he finished wiping himself! Brother was surprised when they broke up laughing when he arrived. Mother returned home just in time. True story.
Several years ago, I worked in an office with a receptionist whose desk was by the outer door to our suite. Besides greeting visitors, she answered our shared main phone line and connected the calls to the called person.
We found out just by chance that if a call came in for a person she had noticed passing her desk on the way to the bathroom in the outer hallway, she was telling the caller that the person would be right back because he or she was in the bathroom.
She didn’t mean to embarrass anyone, of course, but one of the supervisors had to explain to her that reporting bathroom trips to callers wasn’t necessary—that she should instead just say that the person would be available for the call in a few minutes.
The joke I heard on the radio (from Earl Pitts, Jr. if I remember right) was that, for the first forty years, you’re in and out of the bathroom as fast as you can. Then, for about five years, it’s kind of peaceful in there. Then, it becomes a life and death struggle that lasts till the end.
reedkomicks Premium Member about 2 months ago
You said “bathroom!!”
DawnQuinn1 about 2 months ago
Could have been worse. Grandma could have said she was taking a dump. lol
baskate_2000 about 2 months ago
Bit out of it, gramma!
petecocker about 2 months ago
I was 5. My big brother was 17. 2 teenage girls came to door looking for brother. Being a gentleman, I let them in and went to find brother. I found him and returned to tell the girls he would be out as soon as he finished wiping himself! Brother was surprised when they broke up laughing when he arrived. Mother returned home just in time. True story.
Comics-Reader Premium Member about 2 months ago
Several years ago, I worked in an office with a receptionist whose desk was by the outer door to our suite. Besides greeting visitors, she answered our shared main phone line and connected the calls to the called person.
We found out just by chance that if a call came in for a person she had noticed passing her desk on the way to the bathroom in the outer hallway, she was telling the caller that the person would be right back because he or she was in the bathroom.
She didn’t mean to embarrass anyone, of course, but one of the supervisors had to explain to her that reporting bathroom trips to callers wasn’t necessary—that she should instead just say that the person would be available for the call in a few minutes.
Robert Nowall Premium Member about 2 months ago
The joke I heard on the radio (from Earl Pitts, Jr. if I remember right) was that, for the first forty years, you’re in and out of the bathroom as fast as you can. Then, for about five years, it’s kind of peaceful in there. Then, it becomes a life and death struggle that lasts till the end.