We got a free miniature porta-potty today.
Yeah, I know, how often does *that* happen?
After I finished my workout this morning, I walked down to the fishing hole to say hello to my husband (he has the day off and is spending it fishing. What a rough life he has!). As I was heading back home, I was stopped by one of the matinence guys in a golf cart.
“I have a bucket for your husband,” he said in broken English, “Wait here.”
(Quick backstory: People in our apartment complex have a tendency to throw perfectly good household items in the trash. My husband has a talent for finding these perfectly-good things and putting them to use– some may need a little cleaning or minor repair, but most of the stuff he finds is in prime condition. So far he has brought home several vaccum cleaners, a bookcase, 2 end tables, a picnic table with three chairs, and a giant stuffed leopard that he picked up specifically to freak out our cats with.)
I merrily said okay and waited. I thought he was going to bring me an empty 5-gallon plastic bucket, the kind my husband used o hold his bait. And catches. And cast-net. And sometimes beer and ice, if for some reason he’s away from his trusty cooler (not often). Basically, sir has a good any uses for a plastic bucket.
So you can imagine my surprise when he handed me a box with a portable toilet– the kind you use for camping trips– in it. “Looks brand-new. Might want to clean it anyway.
It’s a little awkward when a total stranger hands you something to crap in, is it not?
“Um…did my husband ask you for this?” I asked.
“It was in trash. Thought he might want it.” And then I realized that this guy was aware of my husband’s dumpster diving interest in finding treasure in another man’s trash i still think “dumpster diving” is the best term for it. And then I realized that having a mini-porta-potty would be handy on camping or boating trips, especially for me since I don’t have the luxury of a penis.
“I bet he will. I’ll take it to him. Thank you very much!”
And lo and beold, my husband was happy with our latest piece of free camping camping equipment (Him: “You can use this when we go on boat trips!” Aww. See?)
And that’s how we got a free porta-potty.
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