Delving into the things that have landed me in the position I am today tends not to fall within my interest too many times but I feel as though I could stand to tell a nice little tale about myself from a long while ago for you all. At the time it was devastating. Quite possible the most humiliating thing that could ever happen to me. Today, I look back on that with a bit of an air of gratitude. It's one of those bad things in life that if I had a chance to go back and change, I probably wouldn't do it. My younger self can suffer. I'm happier I was able to live it down.
I can't exactly remember what age I was. I know I was a Pre-Teen at least so I was in the Double Digits. Usually when I would come home from school, the school bus would drop me off at a place where I could stay until my parents picked me up to take me home when they got off work. In this case, that was a Daycare center. The place tended to have a few kids like me who'd do the same thing. The people who owned it were really mean old ladies that I hated quite a whole lot but they let us stay there regardless due to circumstances like the fact that my little sister, a baby at the time, was staying there too.
I was basically a big kid as far as they were all concerned. It was a place of toddlers and literal babies. On one particular day I was there, outside, reading a Spongebob Joke book. I had given myself the very grown up ultimatum of finishing all the jokes in the book before going inside to use the bathroom.
Incredibly stupid beyond belief. Surprise of all surprises, I didn't make it. What sucked was that I had about one page of jokes left too. I didn't let myself just pee my pants like that, I honestly had no idea I had to go that badly. So when I did, I kind of just stood there. I was going to have to go in there and face those old ladies and eventually get picked up by my dad who... probably wouldn't be very happy about his oldest son having wet his pants.
I had to swallow my pride something fierce that day. Just knowing that I was the oldest kid there among a bunch of babies and toddlers who ironically all didn't have any potty accidents at the moment was bad enough but I was forced to just sit in the room with a cushion underneath me while I waited for the day to end. That really did technically make me the biggest baby in the room and I hated that so much at the time.
Oh well. Life happens. If anyone else has something of an event they'd like to tell me, I'd love to hear it. Whether it happened to you or someone else, I'm interested. I really don't have too much shame concerning this anymore. I can draw much worse things then that happening to people who deserve it a lot less then I did.