I went to the Commissary this morning. That was my first mistake. Everyone and their dog was there...it was 8:45am, but I realized after the fact that it is the last Saturday before Thanksgiving. Anyway, I had too much coffee this morning, so I ran into the bathroom. Once I'm finished I go to wash my hands and I look up to see the sign posted above every sink. I read it just as I hear a flush. Okay...the sign doesn't lie. It is WICKED HOT! I scald my hands and the lady next to me chuckles. I almost tell the lady off, but I refrain. I snap a pic of her with my iPhone and bolt. Unfortunately, it doesn't come out otherwise I would post it. The first aisle I go down is the first aid section for some bag balm or something similar to put in my small burn. What a dork.
One more thing about the commissary...it's probably one of the busiest days of the year for shopping and they have 3 lanes open and it's kids day to be baggers. Let me tell you, they aren't the fastest workers. I decide I might be lucky enough to get my cart to my car before Thanksgiving if a kid took them, so I rolled it out myself.
I'm now in the sanctity of my own home where I hope to remain for the rest of the day.
3 comments:
That is one great story, Rebecca!!!!! See ya tomorrow!
OOOUCH! Our new home is the same way...but you have to be in the shower! No, our landlord didn't tell us about it! I was the one in the shower the first time it happened! I feel your pain!
They should maybe post the sign on the inside stall of the bathroom door so your are warned before you make it to the sink.
I was just telling my friend I hate going to the commissary, but the prices are what keep calling me back. Luckily our Japanese baggers are the fastest in the west (west pacific that is). I will truly miss that.
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