Awww that poor girl! But, yes, it IS hilarious as long as it happens to someone ELSE! This is even worse than the "dragging the toilet paper on the heel of the shoe" fiasco or worse yet, the "back of the skirt tucked into the panty hose" bathroom horror. This has happened more often than one might imagine if one is to believe social media reports. It even happened to me once, but I caught it before actually leaving the ladies room.
Oh no! That would be so embarrassing! I can't say I've ever had that happen to me. I suppose it still could though because I'm still young (Mwahahahaha!)
Poor Liz was horrified and I "almost" felt guilty after she left and I laughed myself silly. Teens are very resilient. It was never mentioned again.
You can be sure that to this day when she chances to think of it she still cringes and hurries to put as much space between her conscious mind and that horrid memory as humanly possible. I've never forgotten how I stepped all over Donnie D'Amico's feet while doing a cha-cha to Shimmy Shimmy Coco-Pop at the Y dance. I never left the girls room until my friends came and dragged me out when the dance was over and he had left the building. There's a small, hidden part of us that'll always be an insecure, self-conscious teen
Awww that poor girl! But, yes, it IS hilarious as long as it happens to someone ELSE! This is even worse than the "dragging the toilet paper on the heel of the shoe" fiasco or worse yet, the "back of the skirt tucked into the panty hose" bathroom horror. This has happened more often than one might imagine if one is to believe social media reports. It even happened to me once, but I caught it before actually leaving the ladies room.
Oh no! That would be so embarrassing! I can't say I've ever had that happen to me. I suppose it still could though because I'm still young (Mwahahahaha!)
Poor Liz was horrified and I "almost" felt guilty after she left and I laughed myself silly. Teens are very resilient. It was never mentioned again.
You can be sure that to this day when she chances to think of it she still cringes and hurries to put as much space between her conscious mind and that horrid memory as humanly possible. I've never forgotten how I stepped all over Donnie D'Amico's feet while doing a cha-cha to Shimmy Shimmy Coco-Pop at the Y dance. I never left the girls room until my friends came and dragged me out when the dance was over and he had left the building. There's a small, hidden part of us that'll always be an insecure, self-conscious teen