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Shrine Bowl funny
Dec 16, 2014, 2:05 PM
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Someone who is friends with me on Facebook suggested I post this on here...so here goes.
This is Shrine Bowl week, and Nikki Hood reminded me of an incident from 2010 that I found quite humbling and humorous. I went back and found it, and I have a disclaimer: There is a bathroom in the story, so if you are one of those "TMI" people then don't read. Just keep on scrolling. But it is funny....and is about me covering the Shrine Bowl that December.
I had to cover the Shrine Bowl practice that Thursday, but they moved it indoors because of the inclement weather. So it was at a local high school in the gymnasium, and I was tasked to go over to the high school and film part of the practice and see if I could get some quotes.
Away I went, video camera in hand. When I arrived at the gym, I went in and was immediately told by the head coach that the media were NOT allowed at the practice, and that I would have to wait until practice was over and come back at 3:30.
Consulting my watch, I realized it was still an hour and seven minutes until the practice was over, but I was 30 minutes from home, so I needed to find something to pass the time. I thought about reading in the car, but my lunch started working on me, and I decided to find the nearest and quietest men’s room.
I found one, in the farthest part of the upstairs in the gym facility. No one was in sight. School had been let out. I had this nice place all to myself.
A few minutes later, as I sat, I was surprised to hear the click of a pneumatic lock, a hiss, and I realized that the doors to the restroom had automatically locked. Not good.
As I pondered what to do, the situation got worse…………..the lights went out.
“Hello,” I said. Softly at first.Then I wailed. “Helloooooooooo!!!! Anybody out there!! Helloooooooo!”
No answer. No sound. No light. I said another hello, kind of pitiful, and heard nothing.
And this place was DARK. No ambient light whatsoever. So I fumbled around in pocket to find my phone…and when I did, I realized it was also my only lifeline to the outside world. I tried to holler and scream.
Silence.
So I decided to finish my business – in the dark with the aid of my phone – when I realized I had picked a stall with no toilet paper. Joy.
So I stood up, and as I shuffled out of my stall and into the next stall, the lights came on!!! They were set to respond to motion or lack thereof. I guess I had been sitting there too still and too quietly!!!!
I finished, and set about figuring the lock out. I soon realized I could open the lock from the inside, but also realized very quickly that I had set off alarms all over the place. They were whooping and blaring, and I stood there in my shame and waited for Barney Fife to show up.
Except Barney wasn’t a Barney. It was a Kate. Officer Kate to be exact. And she was demanding to know what a grown man was doing, alone, in the dark, in a bathroom, in a high school gymnasium….with a video camera.
Even with my extreme gift of gab it took a LOT of explaining, and it still didn't go over very well.
It is a glamorous life I lead.
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