
If you were to choose, fainting or pooping in public?
Most people would decide to rush to the nearest restroom and do the latter. Apparently I am Wonderwoman so I chose the former. I fainted in public. J
A Friday before Christmas, I wasn’t feeling well due to overeating (I just went home to
While waiting for my change, I asked the sales guy for assistance. Luckily, when he grabbed my hand, it was just in time when I had a quick second black out. I held on to his hand while he guided me to a chair.
When I sat down, I didn’t poop because I chose to faint.
Happy story, isn’t it?
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