Saturday, May 17, 2008

Well Excuuuuse Me!

I needed my nail brush from the bathroom. I walked up the stairs and to the door.

"I'm in here!" Jimbo bellowed from the other side.

"Oh, can you please hand me my nail brush?"

"Can't you wait?" he yells back. I hear the rustling of a magazine which means he's enjoying leisurely bathroom time.

"Not really," I say back. "You could be in there a while." I know from experience his leisurely bathroom breaks last as long as whatever he is reading does.

"Damn it, can't someone take a shit in peace?" he starts yelling. I hear him rustle the magazine again.

"Look, I won't look for god's sake, just hand..."

The door opens and he throws it out the door and slams it back into place. The brush skids across the floor to rest at my feet.

"Thanks babe,
" I bend down to pick it up. "I'm so glad I didn't marry an asshole."

"I'm not being an asshole, there is nothing worse than pinching out a load and being interrupted!"

Excuse the hell out of me. It's not like I would know ANYTHING about visiting the bathroom in private. You know, since I've had an expanding viewing audience since 2002.


Lawfrog said...

LOL!'s just sad that they don't get it. Here you've been followed to the bathroom for six years, you haven't been able to so much as have a glass of water by yourself (I'm guessing) and he complains about being interrupted for 10 seconds to hand you your nail brush?

Is it just me or is anyone else surprised that spousal murder doesn't occur more often?