So Ashamed

So, tonight I went to IHOP with Laura and my parents. I know, living the dream. When we got there, we got our table and then I ran to the bathroom. Luckily, I had been to this IHOP before in high school, so I knew where the bathroom was and didn't have to ask the waiter.

I walk into the bathroom and I see that people have carved stuff in the stalls. There was one that said "The South will rise again." Kind of weird. And then another that said "I love Abby." Sick. Some weirdo lesbian girl had to proclaim her love on a bathroom stall. How romantic. As I leave, that's when the shock hits.

There is a young boy at a urinal. WHAT THE? How did I not see the urinal when I came in!? AHHHH! Quickly wash my hands and make sure that boy doesn't see me. Open the door, see the door across the hall with the WOMEN'S sign, and then complete the walk of shame as I leave the Men's restroom. There are tables right outside of the bathroom and so I made sure to not make eye contact with anyone. I tried my hardest not to bust up laughing on my way back to the table. Once I get there, I explode with laughter and tell my family. Immediately after, my Dad pulls out his cell phone and starts telling everyone. So SO SOOO embarrassing.

On a completely unrelated note: Do you see that link up at the top of my blog list? Well, I have another blog. A money blog. And it will only work if people actually look at it. Although, I do understand if you want to pretend that you don't know me for a while, I did go into the Men's room after all.

P.S. I google imaged "ashamed" and I found a picture that I thought portrayed exactly how I felt. It was a guy hiding in a corner, ashamed. But, then it looked way too much like a guy standing at a urinal. And I didn't want that again.