I hope nobody minds that I am always posting about campus life. I guess I just find so many things unusual or funny that I can't help myself.
Yesterday as I was drying my hands in the bathroom for the umpteenth time (having been in the bathroom about 4 times that day, which by the way, what is that about anyway? Why do I have to go so much? My theory is that I hate to have any discomfort whatsoever in class and I want an empty bladder so I feel the need to go about 4 times while on campus between 9 and 3:30, is that too much? I don't really care to know the answer, but I just thought I would share. Okay that was a major detour. Oh, also, I have to find a place to put my monstrosity of a backpack and my laptop case while I am in there. Yes, I have whacked my head on the convenient shelves they put above the toilets while I was bending over to flush, OUCH!).......So, just a recap, I am drying my hands on my way out of the bathroom when a boy walks in. He looks right at me and keeps on moving. I figure he will take a better look around and be outta there, but no. He looks at all the girls (and the bathroom was pretty full) and still keeps on heading in. He moves towards one of the first stalls and then realizes he is in the wrong place. He says, "Whoooaaa!" and starts backing out. He looks right at me again and I am still watching him and he says "Oops, wrong one." To which I replied, "Dude, you just kept on coming." He bolted out before I did and kept trying to explain, at this point everyone in the hall knows what has happened. Dang, harsh day dude. I figure it took until he saw that there were no urinals to finally realize he was in the wrong facility. (I hate that word to describe the bathroom, but I am using in honor of my dear husband who says, "I need to use the facilities" on a regular basis. Love you honey, but I hate that phrase and you know it.)
So, just a little lesson boys: When it says Women, you can think WHOOOAAA-men, don't go there. Otherwise, an overaged, nontraditional student will write about you on her blog and I am sure you don't want that.
So I guess I can announce what Harold's calling is, now that he is official. He is the Ward Mission Leader. I am sure he will do a terrific job. I got called into the bishop's office myself on Sunday and since I am not official yet, here is your hint: Harold needed a companion. I figure that I already agreed to that calling about 13 years ago this month when I agreed to marry him. So, a companion I shall be.
15 comments:
Jeanna...you're so hilarious! And so is that young man...I promise to never enter the "whoaaaa...man's" room! I hope to see you on campus soon!
That's pretty un-offically (sp??) cool that you MIGHT be Harolds "companion!" Love ya!
Wait, Scott said he accidentally walked into the girl's restroom today. I can't believe he didn't recognize you or that you didn't recognize him!!
Just kidding. Scott didn't walk into the girls bathroom today. Did I fool you though? :)
Abbie, this happened Monday in the JFSB, but I know it wasn't Scott. If it had been Scott the story would have been even better. :)
Opps. My bad, I should have paid better attention to the details of the story. Bummer. :)
OKay, I completely missed the fact that you scrolled down and printed that it wasn't really scott. DUH on me.
That post is hysterical and I had an almost identical experience recently at Elon. What is it about college campuses and men in the Whoaaa...man's room. You would think that if they were smart enough to get into college, the could READ a sign on the bathroom door. Those poor parents paying to educate their idiots! Saw on Gary & Katie's blog that you are going to try a spinning class, let me know how that goes, considering one myself but am very chicken as my big but doesn't fit too well on those tiny seats. Also Harold's calling is truly inspired, I can't think of a better missionary couple, probably training for your future!
Jeanna...you've done it again. You made me crack up while reading. It only happens when I am reading your posts, honestly!! Anyways, hope you come to lunch today. Midterms are behind us and I have a BIG story to share today!! I understand if you don't though.
Jeanna, That is a funny story. Better a guy accidently walks into a women's restroom and a women into a man's. Now that would be embarassing. Now - - speakng to Daledogg - - how about sharing your BIG story with us on the family blog? I want to hear it too. Wouldn't you be surprised if I showed up at lunch. :)
on an embarrassing note - i have entered the men's room on accident. but to my defense - it was a one room facility so i didn't intrude on any men nor them on me. it wasn't until after i exited and my friends informed me, that i realized what i had done.
congrats on the calling! i think that is one i'd really really really have a hard time doing. i am NOT good at missionary work.
You're too funny! How did the spin class work out? I need details when it happens...a post on the blog for sure!
I told my spin instructor about it last night and she went home and checked out my blog. Today she gave me a side hug at the gym. Last night the class was brutal...10, 8, and 6 minute intervals of climbing. I heard you can burn 500 to 1,000 calories in a class. I 'm hoping I hit that. :) Katie
Jeanna,
Got the estrogen patch and some zoloft and a little Priesthood intervention. Feeling much more in control, just missing everyone!
Jeanna...thanks for all the advice on my blog. I'm totally a blog browser too. I love to find people I know. All I need now is a way to come up with a little extra cash to get my new wardrobe started. Honestly where are Stacey and Clinton when you need them. Brittany (cousin-in-law, twice removed and four times as motivated)
hi jeanna...it's brittany's friend josette. thanks for leaving a comment on my blog the other day.
as for your post, i entered the men's room at a amusement park in wisconsin dell's. i walked right past the urinals and into one of the stalls. i didn't notice it was the men's room until i heard my friends laughing at me...i had already unzipped and everything. luckily there wasn't anybody in there besides me. i guess that's why brit and i are friends...we both have gone unknowingly into the men's room.
Jeanna, I read your blog to Adam last night and we were rolling. He feels that you've missed your calling and need to become a satirist. I don't even knoe if that's how you spell it, but you make us laugh everday, you should be paid for it. Thanks!
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