Margie....

OHMAGOSH, that is THEE funniest story!!!  Thanks for sharing, and
know that you brought me  some most welcome laughter....

Warm hugs...

Barb Mallut
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From: Dick Swindler <[log in to unmask]>
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Date: Wednesday, August 23, 2000 2:54 PM
Subject: Non PD - Restroom adventures (humor)


>Paul, David, et all -
>
>The tale of the restroom adventure sounded familiar.  Been there,
done that
>(with the broken lock) and definitely felt a sense of panic.
>
>That story reminded me of another restroom adventure I had many
years ago.  I
>walked the campus of the U. of Kansas in a pouring rain, holding
an umbrella
>and hoping to stay dry enough to comfortably teach my next class.
Also
>thinking of comfort, I folded up my umbrella when I got to the
building, and
>carried it, dripping wet, into the restroom with me.  Naturally,
once in the
>stall, I locked the door and hung the folded umbrella from the
hook provided
>on the back of the door.
>
>After seating myself comfortably, mentally reviewing the lesson
plans for the
>next class, I was startled into alertness by a FWOOOP!! as the
umbrella
>opened up from the pull of gravity, and snap-locked itself into
the open
>position.  There I was, seated, the umbrella filling the ENTIRE
stall, the
>front edge just under my chin.  "Well, I thought, that was
unexpected and
>amusing.  Now I'll just reach up and unsnap the lock on the shaft
of the
>umbrella, and I'll be off to class."
>
>No such luck.  With the umbrella in the open position, I
couldn't, while
>seated, reach over the spread of the umbrella to touch the
locking lever.  I
>couldn't stand up, because the open umbrella prevented me from
getting my
>legs under me with the porcelain convenience pressing into the
backs of my
>legs.  I also couldn't, in that position, pull up my slacks so I
could stand
>in the back of the stall beside the toilet.
>
>I finally thought to inch myself around, a  tiny bit at a time,
until I was
>seated sideways, and then was able to lever myself into a
standing position
>from the very tiny back corner space of the stall.  Once I was
standing, of
>course I could reach the snap lock and fold the umbrella, and
could then
>reassemble my clothing so I could leave the stall.
>
>The grand finale of all of this was that the whole incident
struck me as so
>unheard of and amusing that I emerged from the stall chuckling
aloud, and
>felt I HAD to tell that story to someone.  I chuckled my way up
to one of the
>sinks, and commented to the person at the next sink, "You won't
*believe*
>what just happened to me in that stall!"  At which point the girl
looked at
>me in alarm, and fled the restroom, taking her damp paper towel
with her in
>her haste.
>
>Hope you enjoyed that adventure.  Margie