January 07, 2004
hee hee! (but that's not nice)
This morning I saw a woman who had toilet paper trailing behind her. I thought it was just stuck to her shoe. And that's silly enough.
I wasn't close enough to say anything. Who knows if I really would? But someone else _was_ close enough.
The toilet paper was stuck to her shoe, but once she pulled that bit off, it was still dangling next to her leg. And once she pulled that off, it was tucked into her pants.
Please believe me when I say that I have compassion for this woman and how she might feel.
Please also believe me when I say that it makes me laugh. How do you do that? It seems like it would have to be a conscious effort. How do you tuck the end of the toilet paper so firmly into your trousers that, when you walk away, you're unrolling the entire roll of paper?
Will it happen to me? Will I turn around to find myself with a paper pet following behind me?
But still, the ground is frozen and covered in snow and it's icy so all entrances are wet. A lot of the pavement is wet from salt melting the ice. How in the hell did she manage to get from wherever she was to wherever I saw her without plucking it off of herself like a piece of lint or thread?
Maybe I don't want to know.
