Can you guess, in terms of infant-like onomatopoeia, what on earth I’m hinting at?
I’ll give you a clue: Wee wee, shampoo, douche (en FRANÇAIS people, not the english word).
I’m talking about peeing in the shower.
The one time in our hectic daily life where we’re at total ease not to give two hoots at what people think of us.
The time of our day where we can spend three minutes bathing and another twenty seven pondering our existence on this planet.
THAT time of day where a single droplet of water on our naked body reminds us no one’s here to see us do the unthinkable…. urinate in the shower.
You do it.
I [may] do it.
We all do it.
Some people are just more open about it. *Points finger at self*
But why on earth is it such a taboo subject?
It’s just like sex. It’s natural. Everybody does it (so far as I know). And we all consider it something of a private matter. Yet why should the discussion of your nextdoor neighbour’s infadelities receive more attention at the family meal time than why young Bobby or Cindy-Lou couldn’t be bothered to pee before getting in la douche? (Trust me, it’s definitely a french word)
Because we’re embarassed is why!
But we shouldn’t be.
I’m certainly not bothered by your concerns. It’s not like any of you can change the way I think [or pee].
So for those brave ones among us, stand up at the dinner table and come out. Come out of the shower. Tell all who listen of your lack of care to use the toilet for the effort of lifting the toilet seat is too great.
We need to show the world it’s ok to discuss these things.
Then and only then, will there be much less fighting at the dinner table…. and over who gets to use the toilet first.
And by toilet I mean shower.
Enjoy your showertime kiddies. Just think of the things your better half may be doing in there right now. It could be far from shampooing their hair or lathering up with soap underneath their arms….
Now tell me you’re not game enough to bring it up with them. ;]
Lots of love,