"Well you're demonstrating an undue amount of interest in my toilet habits, and that's not normal."
This. Wow. I can't imagine how I would respond.
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"Well you're demonstrating an undue amount of interest in my toilet habits, and that's not normal."
This. Wow. I can't imagine how I would respond.
Holy (forgive the expression) shit, Tep! I am awed by your response and would not have had your presence of mind.
Teppy, that woman was a bit too nosy and your response was perfect.
I'd be tempted to say, "Ooooooh! I made a poo-poo! Come see! Come see my poo-poo!"
I would pay folding money to see this...uhhh...not your poo-poo but this response and ....uhhh...this still isn't coming out the right way ..... unlike your poo-poo.
Tep, there are no words. But yours were just perfect in response.
Right after her question would have been the perfect time for explosive flatulence.
Right after her question would have been the perfect time for explosive flatulence.
Heh. And you could use a lighter and add flames to the explosive flatulence.
Look, I know it was bitchy and ungracious (and vulgar), but seriously.
Not.
I'd say, accurate and informative. Not that you need to educate people who are more rude than they are concerned, but yeah, yours was an honest response. I hope she was at least a little humbled, if not chastened.
So, I am shaking here, guys. One of the very worst things I ever did in my life was get involved with bullying a girl when I was 13. Two friends of mine and I went after a girl we knew well, but who was not part of our little group for some reason I don't know. It might be because the other two in the group had been bullied a lot when younger. It was mostly their idea, but I know that's no excuse. I was there and went along with it, so I am culpable.
It lasted a few weeks only, but it was MEAN. In her name, we ordered magazine subscriptions and entered her in record clubs and Fruit of the Month and anything you could send in a card for. We got found out and were made to apologize and I was grounded (go, team my mom and dad). Then we did one thing I STILL can't remember without cringing. We went to her house and snuck in and STOLE her favorite dress. So awful. I felt bad after that and opted out, although I think the other two kept it up for a while.
They moved away the next year (not because of this--her Mom got a job in the West) and I never knew what happened to her. She just joined a Facebook group set up for people from my hometown and I sent her a friend request along with a full apology. I don't expect forgiveness, but at least I was able to say I was sorry. This has eaten at me ever since I was a kid--I have never treated anyone like that before or since.
Steph, I'd appreciate any links to ADD/ADHD info, and thank Tim for me.
3 minutes max on the toilet, after that everyone is totally justified in thinking you're either dying or shooting up. Yep.
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