going to the loo at parties. Always ends in disaster.
You know those days when your hair looks perfect and the make up feels good? Today was my once a year day so off on the forty mile drive to a gathering.
Arrived and headed for the bathroom. Big old, rambling, dark house. No bugger warned me about the step down to the loo...I fell. What do you grab when you fall? The nearest thing of course. The nearest thing to me was one of two pull switches. One for the light and one for the demented, crazy over the bath shower. Which did I grab? Not the flipping light pull. The shower came on with a purpose. It sprayed everywhere...including where I was kneeling on the floor trying to claw my way up.
By the time I had stopped it not only was the bathroom soaked....I looked like a dripping rat.
So much for my grand and elegant entrance. :-(
on the basis of evidence, they are either hung in the wrong place or leap out or up or open up underneath you as you toddle along minding your own business,
They're just rude.
Hi JJ xx
Nearly forgot about door-frames, they're in the wrong place
I know Boxy........been thinking all day...no drink?......Incontinence pads?......sheewee?..........A bit more care would solve all...but I do try. :-(
It worked out well, thanks, alba. We got a few days skiing. We drove to his parents on Christmas morning. Mums and Daddy had been there for a couple of days, becoming new best friends with his parents. His parents then spent all day saying how much they love me, which was as embarrassing as pants. Last night we were back at his place for some serious shagging, LOL ... So, it all worked out okay.
poor you gness thats the sort of thing that happens to me.
I once was at a party when a "lady" come back from the loo with the lavatory seat around her neck and she did an impromptu Hawiian dance.