Thursday, December 4, 2008
Ok, so this story may gross you out a bit, I was grossed out, and still am about this situation that happened to me. It all started Tuesday before Thanksgiving. I woke up and wasn't really feeling well, I took the girls to car pool, and started working. After I got off of work I went to go and pick up Jodi and Candace from school and then went to Fry's so I could get the grocery shopping done for the trip to the Dunes. We were in the store and had a couple of things in the basket when all of a sudden Jodi announced LOUDLY that she had to go to the bathroom. Mind you, when Jodi tells me that she has to go potty, she had to go 20 minutes ago. So, the loving mom that I am, took Jodi to the bathroom, I DON'T LIKE PUBLIC RESTROOMS! I decide to help her because all of the toilets have (I don't think I need to say it, you know what I'm talking about) in them. We choose the cleanest one (which wasn't very clean)(Why people can't FLUSH the toilet after they have used it is beyond me), I set my purse on the purse holder in the tiny stall and proceed to help Jodi, she proceeds to smash her finger in the door, I turn ever so slightly to help her and my purse falls, into where you ask, the toilet, my purse chooses inside the toilet of all places to land. At this time I am more concerned about the $250 Dooney and Bourke purse that the girls bought me for Mothers Day last year rather than Jodi's smashed fingers. I grab the purse and pull it out as fast as I can, and as I look down at the toilet I see half of the contents of my purse still sitting in the toilet, I am thinking to myself "Is all of this stuff really important, do I really have to stick my hand in that toilet to retrieve the contents of my purse?" So I grab my wallet and my sunglasses and left all of the pens that dropped into the toilet, and the chap stick, and the lotion, and my pocket knife (because I didn't know that it had fallen in) walk to the sink and proceed to dump about 4 inches of lets just say water into the sink. I clean out the purse to the best of my ability and wipe all of the contents down, and while I am doing this a cute little old lady came in asked me what had happened I told her the jist of it, she then looked at me with this sarcastic look on her face and said "Well, Happy Thanksgiving to You, Huh!" At that point I wanted to go home and cry. The sad part of all of this is that I still had to finish shopping with said purse on my shoulder. I can't look at the purse the same. So several people have suggested that I sell it on Ebay. Not sure if I can, but this is a warning to all of my friends and family, if you see this purse on Ebay listed by speedyja don't buy it.