Last night I went out drinking with a couple of friends from out of town at a bar. I was in NYC for the weekend for a vacation and was looking to get away from the recent struggles of work.
Long story short, we got wasted but somehow we made it back to the hotel okay. As soon as we got through the door of the room my girlfriend had to make a mad dash to the bathroom to go pee. Now I am a few steps behind her, laughing at how bad her urge to pee is. I hear her sighing as if she released a whole lot of pee but didn’t hear any water splashing (the usual sound pee makes when it hits water). When i get to the bathroom I am able to see what had happened. She decided that the hamper looked enough like the toilet and was peeing in there. Now this isn’t the best part…
It’s 9AM and I wake up to my girlfriend screaming at someone. What the hell was going on? I then realize that she is on the phone with the concierge and yelling at them. “THE MAID PISSED ON MY CLOTHES WHEN I WAS OUT!.” I immediately hung up the phone, explained to her what had happened, and showed her the picture I took of her (wish I was allowed to send that one in).
