Wednesday, June 26, 2013

The Birth of Don Quixote

Once upon a time, I felt the call of Nature, and I quietly informed my new substitute teacher.

She responded, saying " You can wait. There are only 10 minutes to recess".

I was dumbfounded. I had followed the prescribed etiquette. In rejecting my request, she had failed to give the proper response.

So like any unjustly rejected 7 year old, I promptly pissed my pants.

Don Quixote was born. It was the first, but it would not be the last time that I pissed in the face of arbitrary authority.

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