Wednesday, March 5, 2008

The Right to Pee

So as I am sitting here waiting patiently (or not so patiently) for my office manager to get out of a meeting so I can pee...I am reminded of a conversation with a friend who is also a receptionist at a law firm. The basic jist...dream job would be anything where you can pee whenever you wish. Like being able to control when you can pee (and do so without permission) is some sort of incentive for a sounds lame, but anyone chained to a desk and a phone with no hope of anyone caring that their bladder is about to explode...would understand.

Being preggo makes this situation even more unbearable. The constant need to go (and ask) has reached the peak of annoying-ness. PLUS, Leonard thinks its very funny apparently to punch and kick my bladder. That is the STRANGEST feeling ever and if you dont know what im talking about then lucky you. Its like of course when my bladder is full, it must be in his way, so therefore he must kick and punch at it to make it go away! It really feels weird and I am quite certain its my bladder...

Leonard is already quite the character isnt he?


Jeremiah Russell said...

HAHA! That's my boy! ;-)

Joanne said...

LOL Erin.. this was funny.. but oh so true.. sorry having the right to pee at work is such a pain.