Meowloud
08-20-2004, 12:43 PM
The following is a True Story. It could happen to anyone’s mother… even yours!
Background: Department store. Morning of Thursday, August 19th.
On that Hot, humid day my mother decides she wants to go shopping. Of course, my father eventually caves in and has to take her or he will be subject to 1 – 4 days of pouting and/or ignoring. They arrive at the store to find it almost empty! “Must be a slow day” they say to each other and continue in their quest to annoy each other. Being an older woman with bladder issues, she soon finds herself in need of a restroom. Upon finding said restroom, she notices that she has seen maybe (5) people the entire time in the store, and even now… no one is around!
Entering the vacant restroom, mother eyes an open stall that is marked ‘Handicapped’. Being in a wheelchair and handicapped herself, she decides that one must have the bars and be large enough to get her wheelchair in. She rolls right in to find a little girl sitting on the commode. Mother is immediately embarrassed and hurries to get out of there as the little girl says, “I’m in here. Hello! My name is (can’t remember).”
“Hi” said mother.
Little girl replied with, “Did you like my panties?!”
OK. I have to pause here… if you are alone in a restroom with a little girl, and you get asked “did you like my panties” the last thing you are going to say is Yes! :p
For fear of the Pedophile Police, my mother fibs and says that she didn’t see them. Which gets a full description about the panties from the little girl!
Mother is now REALLY wondering where this child’s mother is! The one-sided conversation continues with “what’s your name… I have a hamster… would you like to come over to my house and see my hamster… I know my telephone number… Do you have a dog… I’m 4 years old, how old are you (the sadest part of this story, my mother couldn’t even tell her age to a 4 yr. old! :p )….BLAH BLAH BLAH”
At this time, mother’s eyes are floating like a candy bar in a public pool and her two “are you done honey?” comments had remained “NO” from the little girl. Mother knew she was trapped, as she could never get to another restroom and those Depend Briefs only hold so much.
FINALLY, the girl’s mother comes in. “Hurry (can’t remember)!”
“I am! I’m poo pooing,” girl replied. (My mother's weak stomach turns)
Which got a, “I’m going to quit taking you shopping. You do this every time!” Then she notices my mother sitting there observing and she adds, “you don’t have to wait on her, she’s fine.” (LOL)
To which my mother said, “Uh, I’m not waiting on her.. I’m sure you were somewhere close, even though I haven’t seen you for the last 10 mins. Actually, I’m waiting on the Handicapped stall since I’m HANDICAPPED”.
*Crickets chirping*
“Honey, hurry up.. this lady needs in there! Oh, you really did poo poo!” And FINALLY they were exiting the stall. But just before they get out of the door, the little girl adds one more thing… “Mommy, that lady liked my panties!” :D
Side note: While telling me the above story, along with the OBVIOUS talk and disgust of the neglect from her mother.. my mother added that the little girl was so proud of her panties, that she could see her as a 16 yr. old telling all the boys that too :p
Background: Department store. Morning of Thursday, August 19th.
On that Hot, humid day my mother decides she wants to go shopping. Of course, my father eventually caves in and has to take her or he will be subject to 1 – 4 days of pouting and/or ignoring. They arrive at the store to find it almost empty! “Must be a slow day” they say to each other and continue in their quest to annoy each other. Being an older woman with bladder issues, she soon finds herself in need of a restroom. Upon finding said restroom, she notices that she has seen maybe (5) people the entire time in the store, and even now… no one is around!
Entering the vacant restroom, mother eyes an open stall that is marked ‘Handicapped’. Being in a wheelchair and handicapped herself, she decides that one must have the bars and be large enough to get her wheelchair in. She rolls right in to find a little girl sitting on the commode. Mother is immediately embarrassed and hurries to get out of there as the little girl says, “I’m in here. Hello! My name is (can’t remember).”
“Hi” said mother.
Little girl replied with, “Did you like my panties?!”
OK. I have to pause here… if you are alone in a restroom with a little girl, and you get asked “did you like my panties” the last thing you are going to say is Yes! :p
For fear of the Pedophile Police, my mother fibs and says that she didn’t see them. Which gets a full description about the panties from the little girl!
Mother is now REALLY wondering where this child’s mother is! The one-sided conversation continues with “what’s your name… I have a hamster… would you like to come over to my house and see my hamster… I know my telephone number… Do you have a dog… I’m 4 years old, how old are you (the sadest part of this story, my mother couldn’t even tell her age to a 4 yr. old! :p )….BLAH BLAH BLAH”
At this time, mother’s eyes are floating like a candy bar in a public pool and her two “are you done honey?” comments had remained “NO” from the little girl. Mother knew she was trapped, as she could never get to another restroom and those Depend Briefs only hold so much.
FINALLY, the girl’s mother comes in. “Hurry (can’t remember)!”
“I am! I’m poo pooing,” girl replied. (My mother's weak stomach turns)
Which got a, “I’m going to quit taking you shopping. You do this every time!” Then she notices my mother sitting there observing and she adds, “you don’t have to wait on her, she’s fine.” (LOL)
To which my mother said, “Uh, I’m not waiting on her.. I’m sure you were somewhere close, even though I haven’t seen you for the last 10 mins. Actually, I’m waiting on the Handicapped stall since I’m HANDICAPPED”.
*Crickets chirping*
“Honey, hurry up.. this lady needs in there! Oh, you really did poo poo!” And FINALLY they were exiting the stall. But just before they get out of the door, the little girl adds one more thing… “Mommy, that lady liked my panties!” :D
Side note: While telling me the above story, along with the OBVIOUS talk and disgust of the neglect from her mother.. my mother added that the little girl was so proud of her panties, that she could see her as a 16 yr. old telling all the boys that too :p