A Bidet?
Not even sure where to start this story, but here goes…
My husband’s company built a new swanky office downtown last year…and put bidets in the restrooms.
Last Friday night we were downtown for SXSW and had to stop back by the office before heading home.
I had to go to the restroom and I thought “I might just have to give this a try.”
I only had to pee, but saw these buttons and, although I was kind of scared, I went ahead and pushed one.
I pushed the back one because, well… because I was too afraid to push the front one.
This massive jet stream of water came shooting at my a$$ and I jumped off the toilet as fast as I could!
Since the water had nothing to block it…it started shooting out between my legs onto the floor and the toilet seat and MY pants.
I tried to block it with my hands but that didn’t seem to help either.
After what seemed like the longest 10 seconds of my life…it finally stopped…
and I was covered in water!
So now…I’m laughing hysterically (and thankfully alone in the bathroom) and soaking wet.
I had no idea how to dry off…so I just tried to pull up my jeans (which as you can image are not easy to pull up when you’re wet).
I was laughing uncontrollably by now, but knew that my husband was waiting for me and I needed to go.
I tried to pull myself together…and walked out.
I told him about “the incident” and you know what he said…
“They just cleaned that bathroom!”
OMG…thanks a lot!
Mental picture: Just imagine Lucille Ball using a bidet…that’s exactly what it looked like! LOL
Have you ever used a bidet? And could anyone explain how you’re supposed to use the ones that are a whole separate entity? Hop over?
