Flushed
Today has been one of my 'crazy karma' days. Yeah, one of those days when ridiculous things just "happen" to me... well hey, my Grandmother was a Murphy (see Murphy's Law ). I was about to leave for lunch today, when I decided to stop into the bathroom (a.k.a. "Loo", "John", "Toilet" etc), for a quick pee and hand wash before going forth. Now, I am not one of those annoying freaks who sit in the bathroom and talk on their cellphone (sorry if you are one of those freaks, to each his own but just so you know it annoys the piss out of people *no pun intended*). I simply had my cellphone in my jacket pocket in case someone tried to reach me, in which case I would've waited until I left the bathroom and called them back. Sure I should have kept it in my purse pocket, but hey, I've never had a problem before, so I thought nothing of it. Everything is dripping along fine, I grab a piece of toilet paper and do the womanly thing. Then ...