Divalicious

This evening after work I went to the Y and made an emergency stop in the little girl's room. Just as I settled on to the commode, I was startled to hear an extremely loud cacophony from right outside my stall. After fighting a losing battle with restroom stage fright, I exited my personal oasis frustrated.

As I turned the corner I spied a very, very large woman standing in the mirror fixing her hair and belting out the song playing on her iPod. Now, Lobsterita knows that one of my biggest pet peeves is people singing or humming aloud to songs playing through earphones. This woman was more than just making absentminded noise, however... she was going. to. town. It wouldn't have been so terrible if she had been performing on key, but my oh my, it wasn't even close.

When she saw me standing in the mirror she turned to me and said, "I know. I should have been a performer. Everyone tells me that." With a sarcastic edge to my voice, which I blame entirely on my still-full bladder, I replied, "I know. I was just thinking the same thing." Aretha broke into a wide beam and help up her hand for a high five. "Girl, when I make it big, I'm gonna come back here and make you a part of my entourage!"

It certainly is lovely knowing that I have something to look forward to.