{resourceful attendant}
Yep. Don't you absolutely hate it when this happens? As much effort and stockpile implementation that you may practice, it never fails. There you sit without. In need and yet void of. It's at this juncture I begin to fidget. Rolodexing the linen closets & cabinets where a surplus can be mustered, my cerebral becomes consumed with the quest for the tools for survival all while securely confined to my seated state. I then surface into a time frame of out & out hollers of the obtrusive, high pitched-like in hopes for a hero to rescue me from this extended latrine experience.
Yelps ensue until communication is confirmed. And the wait time? Most embarrassing not to mention aggravating, wouldn't you agree? Temperature becomes so much more pronounced. Things get cold rather quickly. I feel the all-the-sudden need to cover myself while secretly clicking my ruby red heels 3 times fast to POOF me from this state of discomfort. Toileting turns suspect. You're vulnerable. You're in a tight spot. Resolve is reaching out for the hand of assistance with not an ounce of dignity and every bit chock full of desperation.
There's something to be said for helplessness. For it's in this kind of compromised that we become defined. And it's in this uncomfortable memory I want to place warrant where it's distinctly due. Our definition of character-out-of-strife comes not exclusively from within our person. No, not to me. The clarification of integrity derives from the resourceful attendant. The one who hands the roll through the crack of the door with an arm stretched all while privacy is maintained. For we all have that one who serves us in our state of soiled limbo. With simplicity, they respond to our call. Aiding us in our abilities to finish the job in a thorough & kempt fashion, they report.
Out of toilet paper? We've all been there. Hit with an ugly hurt or lopsided handout of uncertainty. We've all been there too. Remember the one who handed you the roll to replace what was missing and, more importantly, relieve you from your awkward state of confinement. As we all find ourselves in need and yet void of. Lucky are we for the outstretched arm of our Resourceful Attendant.
.mac :)