Yesterday I made my way to a dinner in the Greenhills Promenade area. Making my way to the dinner, my bladder decided to have an emotional outbreak and cry. I tried to remain calm and make my way to the paid bathroom area on the second floor of the promenade to appease my bladder.
Now everyone who goes to Greenhills knows that you need to pay P10.00 to use the restroom. The added value of this is that you are assured of an aesthetically appealing bathroom with tissue and water. So I fiddled with my wallet rather hastily while the lady at the front of the bathroom was putting on make up. Egad. I only had a P1,000.00 bill.
“Umm miss, do you have change for this?” I grinned rather sheepishly. My bladder was about to explode.
“You know miss I really really need to go. Can I just figure this out later?”
“Please?”
“THANK YOU so much.”
I rushed in. Did my business and felt like the happiest person in the world. You know, a friend told me that the concept of happiness was relative. He gives the analogy of wanting to pee in a cross country bus trip with barely any stops. At that moment you feel like the worst person in the world as you pass flora and fauna with your legs tightening as the minutes seem like days. But then, after the bus finally comes to a stop, you rush to the restroom and let is all out. At that moment, you feel like the happiest person in the world.
And that, my friends was how I felt.
There you have it. The greatest story on earth.
At the end of it all, the lady really didn’t have change and treated me to the free bathroom break. How nice.
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