Dumpster Diving

So, why was I digging through the trash in the head (bathroom for you non-Navy types), buck-naked just a few minutes ago?

 

Well, let me tell you.  We are pretty lucky to have two showers in the building.  So, don’t think I am complaining for one second—I am not.  Even though the water only works some of the time.  Being dirty half the time is much better than being dirty all of the time!!

 

Anyway, I am minding my own business, as always, getting in the shower before bed this evening.  Water is on.  Just watched Dodgeball The Movie.  Got an e-mail from Peg that Zygote is moving so much the doctor cannot tell what’s down there, talk about healthy…  Things are good.  I turn on the water, and am about to get into the shower, when I notice that my washrag is conspicuously missing—it is yellow (weird how that color keeps coming up…  it isn’t even my favorite color).  Hmmm.  I immediately suspect something has happened, I just have no clue what.  Maybe there is a new policy about leaving your washrag hanging in the shower—but I never heard of it—I would think I might hear about something like that.  But, just in case, I meander over to the trash can.  Good thing the wash rag is yellow, because I spot it instantly about a third the way down the garbage pile.  The washrag is synthetic, so I have no qualms about rinsing it out a few times (with soap—I am not a complete savage) and going ahead with the shower as planned.  Although, I must admit, I spent some idle time in the shower wondering how the washrag had ended up in the trash.

 

Luckily, as I am leaving the head I run to the one person that would likely know:  Chief.  So, very casual, I ask, “Hey, Chief, is there some new rule about not leaving washrags hanging in the shower?”  Pretty smooth, I thought.

 

“No, Sir, no rule like that.  Why?  Did something happen to your washrag?”  See, I knew Chief would know something was up.

 

“Well, yeah.  I found it in the garbage!  But, I used it anyway.”  She made a face not unlike the one you are probably making right now…

 

“I will ask in the morning if anyone threw a washrag away—that’s just weird.”  A pregnant pause.  “It wasn’t yellow was it??”  Aha!  I am onto something big here!

 

“Why, yes, Chief it was yellow.”

“Oh…  I thought that was just a regular old cleaning rag.  I threw it out after I used it to clean out the cooler—that thing was disgusting!!  Maybe you should get a new washrag.”

 

“Thanks, Chief…  Goodnight…”