So, this week, I thought I would have a little fun at my own expense
All throughout the Houston and surrounding areas, there are Whataburger "Burger Joints" everywhere you look (or drive by). But, there is just one that brings back a certain memory for me
Back when my youngest Son, Shane, was a lot younger and living with his Mother on the complete opposite end of the world from where Donna and I lived, like an HOUR away, every other weekend was spent driving out to pick him up on Friday's, and on Sunday's, taking him back home.
One particular Sunday afternoon, Donna and I had dropped Shane off at his home and were driving back to our side of town. About half way there, through Downtown Houston, I noticed a certain "feeling" in my stomach. I know that feeling!!! Although I seldom get it, it's not a feeling I like to get, certainly not in the car, at least 30 minutes from the house. With each mile, that feeling was getting worse. I knew that there was a Whataburger up ahead and my condition was quickly reaching what I'll refer to as the critical stage!!! As much as I hated to, I told Donna that I had to pull off the freeway and stop at Whataburger to use the restroom. She was all like, "Are you serious?" (Not the best part of town, mind you) I'm like, "I'm dead serious!" Like, EMERGENCY serious!!!
As I entered the Men's restroom, there was one urinal and one cubical. There was a Whataburger employee in there as well. He was cleaning the restroom. He had a mop and mop-bucket and he was inside the cubical. He looked at me and said, "I'll be just a few minutes." And my answer right back to him was very blunt... "Dude, I don't have a few minutes. I've got a major situation going on." You know, I'll never forget the look of disgust on his face. He just wanted to get that restroom clean and I was interfering with that. But, he rolled his mop-bucket out of the cubical and let me get in there. And, I will emphasize: None Too Soon!!!
Well, you would think that Mr. Employee Dude would take a break. You would think that he would have gone out and taken care of some other business. Nope!!! He continued cleaning in the urinal and sink area. Just him and me. For the most part, it was very quiet in there. For the most part, if you feel me here. I was doing my thing and he was doing his. And then... I heard the door open. I heard my man, Mr. Employee Dude, exchange greetings with someone that had just entered. Then, there was silence for a bit. At that point, the new guest in the room must have made some type of facial gesture, or maybe even mouthed a "What the Heck???" Because my man, Mr. Employee Dude, blatantly blurted out, "Oh no man, HIS stomach is TORE UP!!!" Well now, I guess my man had me figured out completely. Ha!!! And yes, that was just a little awkward moment there. So, I actually did finally finish my business. My stomach did once again feel better, and yes, I had to walk the 'Walk of Shame' out to the car, head down, no eye contact. Ha...
Now, I must say that Donna and I had a pretty good laugh, tears involved, as I retold that story to her as we left Whataburger. Like I said, you have to be able to laugh at yourself every now and then, right??? And that's my Potty Humor for this Happy Friday. Now, about that time I was in Key West on vacation... Just kidding, I won't even go there!!!
The End: Much Thanks to all of you for dropping by this week. Always appreciated. Hope to see ya back on Tuesday for another Mix Tape. Til then...
Be safe, be smart, and always Smile... "It's Happy Friday"
adios... vaya con dios