As per my usual Thursday evening activities, I was parked in front of the boob tube for my Thursday Trifecta. “Survivor”, “CSI: Crime Scene Investigation”, and “Grey’s Anatomy”, every Thursday, like clockwork. I could be dead in a ditch, but my plethora of dental fillings would pick up a television signal somewhere and I would still know what was happening on Thursday evening prime time.
In line with my usual watching habits, A3 and I talk during each commercial break of Grey’s. During one of these ridiculously long breaks, nature called. I knew A3 would be calling so I made it as quick as I could, and sure enough as I was making my exit, B, came towards me with the phone extended saying, “Oh nevermind, here she is.” I grab the phone and start lamenting, “Hey, I had to pee sometime…” to which the reply was “Yes, we all do, don’t we? Hey, is Brother J at home? blah blah blah wonk wonk…”
“WHO IS THIS?!?!?!”
“Oh, this is the elders…”
And this would be where I start looking for that hole to crawl into so I can die of embarassment.