Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Wacky Wednesday Writers Guest Post By: Slu's World

      I'm so happy to introduce you today to one of my dear blogging buddies as part of my WWW series. Please welcome Stephen Sluder of  Slu's World! I discovered Slu's site shortly after I started blogging and loved his mix of humorous posts and snippets of family life. I've always said this man knows how to have a good time, as evident in the stories he shares on his travels, family gatherings and the fun restaurants he frequents. His blog always leaves me with a smile, and I think it will do the same for you. Please welcome Slu to Meno Mama's site today with lots of shares and comment love!

                                    A LITTLE POTTY HUMOR

So, this week, I thought I would have a little fun at my own expense again.  You know, you gotta be able to poke fun at yourself every now and then, right???  And besides, I have a feeling that at some point in time, most, if not all, of you can probably relate to my story of a little potty humor.  Or is it just TMI???  Ha...

All throughout the Houston and surrounding areas, there are Whataburger "Burger Joints" everywhere you look (or drive by).  But, there is just one that brings back a certain memory for me and my Little Bride.  And recently, I just happened to pass by that one and, well, I just had to laugh...

Back when my youngest Son, Shane, was a lot younger and living with his Mother on the complete opposite end of the world from where Donna and I lived, like an HOUR away, every other weekend was spent driving out to pick him up on Friday's, and on Sunday's, taking him back home.  

One particular Sunday afternoon, Donna and I had dropped Shane off at his home and were driving back to our side of town.  About half way there, through Downtown Houston, I noticed a certain "feeling" in my stomach.  I know that feeling!!!  Although I seldom get it, it's not a feeling I like to get, certainly not in the car, at least 30 minutes from the house.  With each mile, that feeling was getting worse.  I knew that there was a Whataburger up ahead and my condition was quickly reaching what I'll refer to as the critical stage!!!  As much as I hated to, I told Donna that I had to pull off the freeway and stop at Whataburger to use the restroom.  She was all like, "Are you serious?"  (Not the best part of town, mind you)  I'm like, "I'm dead serious!"  Like, EMERGENCY serious!!!

As I entered the Men's restroom, there was one urinal and one cubical.  There was a Whataburger employee in there as well.  He was cleaning the restroom.  He had a mop and mop-bucket and he was inside the cubical.  He looked at me and said, "I'll be just a few minutes."  And my answer right back to him was very blunt...  "Dude, I don't have a few minutes.  I've got a major situation going on."  You know, I'll never forget the look of disgust on his face.  He just wanted to get that restroom clean and I was interfering with that.  But, he rolled his mop-bucket out of the cubical and let me get in there.  And, I will emphasize:  None Too Soon!!!

Well, you would think that Mr. Employee Dude would take a break.  You would think that he would have gone out and taken care of some other business.  Nope!!!  He continued cleaning in the urinal and sink area.  Just him and me.  For the most part, it was very quiet in there.  For the most part, if you feel me here.  I was doing my thing and he was doing his.  And then... I heard the door open.  I heard my man, Mr. Employee Dude, exchange greetings with someone that had just entered.  Then, there was silence for a bit.  At that point, the new guest in the room must have made some type of facial gesture, or maybe even mouthed a "What the Heck???"  Because my man, Mr. Employee Dude, blatantly blurted out, "Oh no man, HIS stomach is TORE UP!!!"  Well now, I guess my man had me figured out completely.  Ha!!!  And yes, that was just a little awkward moment there.  So, I actually did finally finish my business.  My stomach did once again feel better, and yes, I had to walk the 'Walk of Shame' out to the car, head down, no eye contact.  Ha...

Now, I must say that Donna and I had a pretty good laugh, tears involved, as I retold that story to her as we left Whataburger.  Like I said, you have to be able to laugh at yourself every now and then, right???  And that's my Potty Humor for this Happy Friday.  Now, about that time I was in Key West on vacation...  Just kidding, I won't even go there!!!


Welcome to Slu's World. I am Stephen "slu" Sluder. I am 58 years old, married (to Donna), and live just South of Houston, in League City, Texas. In 2007, I retired from the Houston Fire Department after nearly 33 years, the last 16 spent as an Arson Investigator. I am currently working part-time with an ISD in the Front Office of the Transportation Department. Life has its ups & downs. Along the way, I like to have fun. That always starts with a smile...


  1. I can't believe he stayed there and continued to clean... then talked to someone about you...

    I have quite a few of these TMI stories... so funny after the fact, lol ...

    1. Ha... Can't believe it either. LOL But he did. And yes, after the fact.

  2. He probably stayed because he knew it would be a good story later. ugh!
    My husband knows when we're driving and I say, "I need a bathroom NOW.", that means a crisis of nuclear proportion is going on, and that any large bush will do. I keep extra tissues in my purse just in case.

  3. Aaaand you've pretty much just described my worst nightmare...

  4. We have all been there. Wheh you gotta go you gotta go!

    This happens to me when I work late. The moment I have to take a big one the cleaning guy is always mopping the bathroom. He also won't leave the room!

  5. When ya gotta go ya gotta go but who likes to think of people standing outside the stall listening and smelling what ya doing

  6. Great writing, Stephen. You have a gift for creating humor. I just tried to follow you on Google Friends but it isn't allowing me to join. I'll try again later. I hope you'll visit me at Chubby Chatterbox. I think we have a lot in common, aside from our first name. Take care.

    1. Thanks!!! Hope it works the 2nd time. And absolutely I will...

  7. Slu, You know I loved this story. The walk of shame...It just makes me smile (laugh out-loud) all over again :)

  8. Oh that's toe-curling embarrassment. I hate the idea of anyone being able to hear me doing a number 2 - I've always been a bit strange in that way. And I can totally empathize with the walk of shame.



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