Two Funny Stories
Tonight I was im’ing Matt who sadly was at the office very late due to having been out for two days with a cold. He told me he was on his way home during our conversation, which I was happy to hear because it was 9:30pm. About an hour later I decided to get ready for bed and figured Matt would be home shortly. I took a stroller into the hallway outside our condo and I heard the elevator move. Figuring it was probably Matt I decided to scare him by standing right outside the elevator when the door opened. To my surprise and more importantly to my neighbor’s surprise, it was my neighbor John on the elevator and not my husband. We got a good laugh, partly because John had heard someone out in the hallway and had expected to see his dog when the doors opened. As Matt and I laughed about this story it recalled another story from San Francisco.
It is a story about this woman:
It was the beginning of 2003 and Matt and I were still in our first blissful year of marriage. Matt’s parents were in town for a visit. Judy is a lover of lighthouses so we were visiting the Point Bonita Lighthouse just over the Golden Gate bridge. It is well known for its cool suspension bridge that is a bit scary due to the limit of people that can be on it at once.
After enjoying the lighthouse we walked the trail back to our car and I ran ahead to use the porta potty that was along the road. Matt and Judy, I believe, strolled slowly probably taking in the calla lillies I remember we were all impressed with along the way. Matt came upon the porta potty and decided he would play a trick on me. He proceeded to whisper into the potty “I can hear you peeing…” And then decided he would lie in wait to snap a picture of me as I exited since he was certain I would have some silly reaction to his comment.
To his chagrin, I had already left the toilet and the lovely lady in the picture above was the recipient of his little jokes. She doesn’t look too thrilled, does she?
And to add to the humor, Dan watched the whole thing go down knowing that it wasn’t me in the bathroom and didn’t say anything! LOL
Ah memories!
I can’t believe you let me do that, dad!!!
ROFLOL
That was good for an extremely nice laugh last night, thank you.
OMG that is so funny!
Oddly, I don’t even remember it as a decision. I believe I was exceptionally clue-free that day. Matt, you did the first part before I even knew you were going to, and after that … after that … what was I saying?
. . . and I still exit porta potties remembering this incident.
And yes it was the beautiful calla lilies we were admiring.