Last night was an interesting one. Around 5pm, my friends and I were sitting on the floor of my apartment. With the apartment having virtually nothing in it (due to it being under construction), we were extremely bored. My friends, Tia and Marge, decided to go out to eat. I wasn't hungry, but didn't want to be alone, so I went with. We ended up eating at an Argentinian restaurant. The food there was all too similar to the food that I ate on the mission (you will understand that later on in the story). I only had a little bit of food, and a lot of apple beer. Then Tia had to order panqueques, and I had to help her eat them.
We left the restaurant completely stuffed. As Tia and Marge commented on how heavy the heavy the food was, I told them stories of spending my afternoons on the mission in the bathroom. We all had a good laugh and proceeded to go to Target. We were going west at sundown. Tia was driving and said "I can't see anything. It's so bright out." Then BAM! We jumped the curb and were driving on the sidewalk. Tia quickly pulled off and into a parking lot. We checked the damage. Turns out the front right tire was completely popped, and the rim was cracked and dented. We popped the trunk to see what was in there. Luckily there was a spare tire and a jack waiting for us to use. We pulled it out and started to change the tire. The lug nuts were on pretty tight so we started jumping on the "lug nut-unscrewer-thing." We were able to get 3 off but the 4th one was tricky. We began jumping harder. For some reason, the jack slipped and the car fell down. We jacked the car up again and continued the jumping process.
Then, it happened. My stomach made those all to familiar gurgling noises that it once made every day 2 years ago. "I have to go to the bathroom!" They laughed at me as I ran into the hunting store nearby. I entered the store and 4 boys turned to look at me. "Can I use your bathroom?" And with their confirmation, I ran in. I came out 5 minutes later. Tia and Marge were still working on the 4th lug nut. 1 minute and 34 seconds later, I ran back into the bathroom, the same 4 boys watched me. I was in there a little longer this time. I went to leave, feeling a little better, but learned that the toilet would not flush! Yeah, that's right, it would not flush. I tried 3 times. Luckily the 3rd time was the charm. I went out and the 4 boys were now in the parking lot. I went over to Tia and Marge. They had some good news and some bad news. They got the tire off, but broke the lug nut doing it. The boys - I say boys but they are really more like young men in their 20's - didn't even offer to help. They just sat there and watched us 3 girls change a tire. What little un-chivalrous punks.
The little tire was on and we continued our journey to Target. In target, I ran to the bathroom 2 more times. The second time I came out of the stall, who did I see? A girl from back home. Not awkward at all....She asked me what is new with me. Of course I said "Same old stuff...nothing new". I wanted to say "Oh, just having the same old IBS problems". What was new with her? Oh she just got married last weekend. Well la-di-freaking-dah for her. Just kidding. I was happy for her.
That is my story. I thought it was funny.
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