It is amazing how a situation can throw you for a loop and leaving you asking yourself "what the hell?" That is exactly what had happened to me on a particular working day; an innocent situation leaving me confused as hell and having me asking myself that same ol' question, "WHAT THE HELL?"
My "What the hell" moment happened while I was working for Wal-Mart. It was an extremely busy day and I was feeling stressed and overwhelmed. I was working in the Mens Department at the time and lets just say, my area was in shambles. The more that I did, the less I felt I had accomplished; the mess just kept on coming.
On top of folding, sorting racks, putting back my returns, assisting customers, I also had to dust my area. So, I would always carry with me in my back pocket, a feather duster. Well on that hectic day, I was on a roll dusting my area - when suddenly I had to use the restroom. Have mercy - as if nature could not choose a better time to come-a-calling.
I was hesitant to use the restroom, in fear that if I would leave my department - my area would get worse than it was already in. Oh, I was so upset at myself for drinking too much soda earlier that day. Now I had to pay the price. I held it as much as I could until a customer decided to sneeze really loud in the next isle, bout scaring the piss out of me (so-to-say) - and that is when I was on a mission to go. Man, my knees were locking and my eyes were watering.
The closer I felt that I was to the restroom, the further it seem to be. I kept praying that a customer would not suddenly stop me asking me for assistance. Ahhh, but that moment arrived when I came face-to-face with the restroom. All I could remember was having a Jim Carrey moment...
Finally, I arrived at my destination not knowing what was to come. During my whole ordeal, I had forgotten that I had put my feather duster in my back pocket. For some reason, I thought I left it back at my department. Well, needless-to-say, I did not. So, unaware that it was still in my back pocket I proceeded to go about my business when all of a sudden (perfect timing, if I may add) simultaneously as I sat down, some how the feather duster crept up between my legs looking up at me. As I looked down, I was caught off guard and shocked as hell as to what I saw. My instant thought was two things; I was growing feathers down yonder or I killed a chicken. I was startled at what I saw and did not know how to react to my situation.
How a feather duster could do such a thing was beyond me and it surely had me saying, "WHAT THE HELL".
Moral of the story is: do not drink too much soda at work on a busy day and do not bring along your feather duster to the restroom.
My "What the hell" moment happened while I was working for Wal-Mart. It was an extremely busy day and I was feeling stressed and overwhelmed. I was working in the Mens Department at the time and lets just say, my area was in shambles. The more that I did, the less I felt I had accomplished; the mess just kept on coming.
On top of folding, sorting racks, putting back my returns, assisting customers, I also had to dust my area. So, I would always carry with me in my back pocket, a feather duster. Well on that hectic day, I was on a roll dusting my area - when suddenly I had to use the restroom. Have mercy - as if nature could not choose a better time to come-a-calling.
I was hesitant to use the restroom, in fear that if I would leave my department - my area would get worse than it was already in. Oh, I was so upset at myself for drinking too much soda earlier that day. Now I had to pay the price. I held it as much as I could until a customer decided to sneeze really loud in the next isle, bout scaring the piss out of me (so-to-say) - and that is when I was on a mission to go. Man, my knees were locking and my eyes were watering.
The closer I felt that I was to the restroom, the further it seem to be. I kept praying that a customer would not suddenly stop me asking me for assistance. Ahhh, but that moment arrived when I came face-to-face with the restroom. All I could remember was having a Jim Carrey moment...
Finally, I arrived at my destination not knowing what was to come. During my whole ordeal, I had forgotten that I had put my feather duster in my back pocket. For some reason, I thought I left it back at my department. Well, needless-to-say, I did not. So, unaware that it was still in my back pocket I proceeded to go about my business when all of a sudden (perfect timing, if I may add) simultaneously as I sat down, some how the feather duster crept up between my legs looking up at me. As I looked down, I was caught off guard and shocked as hell as to what I saw. My instant thought was two things; I was growing feathers down yonder or I killed a chicken. I was startled at what I saw and did not know how to react to my situation.
How a feather duster could do such a thing was beyond me and it surely had me saying, "WHAT THE HELL".
Moral of the story is: do not drink too much soda at work on a busy day and do not bring along your feather duster to the restroom.
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