As a kid, my favorite little “trick” to get out of doing the dishes: I’d “have to go” to the bathroom. In those days we’d put all the leftovers out on to newspapers and toss it in the trash (why we didn’t save them to eat later is beyond me). One time I’d come back from my very-important bathroom run and my mom and sister, Marian, had already started cleaning the kitchen (which, of course, was the plan). I came in telling them of some oh-so-important discovery while in “The Throne Room” and sat right down on the chair holding the newspaper full of leftovers—that night being a batch of leftover mashed potatoes. I realized what I’d done as soon as I’d sat down and immediately stood up. There on the chair of mashed potato leftovers was this perfect impression of my butt! My sister was laughing so hard she was rolling on the floor! Mom and I looked at each other and the flabbergasted looks quickly turned to uproarious laughter.
My little get-out-of-work “trick” had backfired on me! I have absolutely no idea if I kept using my “trick” but I’m sure once I finally returned to the kitchen I’d now be paying much closer attention to where I sat!