My toothbrush

Date: 2005.05.10 | Category: I'm just saying, Prior to March 2007, Worth Reading Again | Tags:

This goes way back to when I was in college and I had this great apartment that was on the third floor of a large house. The bathroom was built under the eaves of the roof and the toilet was next to the sink, kinda. I say kinda because it was actually on the perpendicular wall, but it faced the sink, so if you wanted to, well, you could brush your teeth and pee at the same time. There was a medicine cabinet above the toilet, which now that I think about it, really didn’t make a whole lot of sense.

I must have been running late for life that day — again — seeing as I was brushing my teeth and peeing at the same time. I reached to put my toothbrush into the medicine cabinet at the same time that I flushed the toilet, and wouldn’t you know that at that exact moment I dropped my toothbrush into the toilet, and down it went. Good grief, straight down the toilet! Who knew that a toothbrush could fit down a toilet? Let me assure you that I certainly didn’t. I really, really didn’t.

A few months later the toilet became clogged, and the homeowner had to call a plumber. Guess what he pulled out of my toilet? That’s right, a toothbrush, my toothbrush. Well, I guess that means they really don’t fit down a toilet after all. They just fit far enough that you don’t see them.

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