My dad used to run this math academy in Korea where he taught/tutored math to students ranging from elementary to high school. As a little kid, (around 4) I would periodically hang out at his academy, and bother/entertain the other students that were there. To keep me occupied, my dad would let me go buy sweets at a nearby store, and other things.
This one specific day, my dad let me go to the store and buy banana milk. I loved banana milk, it was in one of those cartons of milk you would get in elementary school. I drank all of the banana milk. Unfortunately, being a little kid meant I also had a small bladder. One that couldn't withstand the amount of fluid that I drank.
Another thing about my dad's academy back then was that there were no bathrooms in it. So if I or any other student wanted to pee we had to walk all the way to the store and go to the bathroom there. This particular day, my father was especially busy. I was also scared of going to the bathroom by myself because I was a kid and I had been traumatized by horrible stranger danger stories.
So my solution to this problem was to pee into the carton of milk I had drank from, and I did.
Then I went about my day playing outside and bothering more students that were in school. But after the day was over, it was time to clean up the academy.
I did my best to help out, throw things in the trash. But when I came to the carton of banana milk I thought was empty, when I picked it up, there was liquid that was sloshing around in it. My mouth curled in smiles of delight as I realized there was some left.
So I picked it up and drank it.
I was expecting sweet, creamy, delicious, artificial flavored banana hinting with the milk. Instead I got a mouth full of salty pee.
I spewed it out immediately, and like a paint can tipped over, there was pee all over the table.
My father was pissed as he was the one that cleaned up the mess my I was coughing, choking on the taste of pee that was left in my life.
It looked disgustingly beautiful ;)
No comments:
Post a Comment