Today Kamuela had a code red situation.
If you are not familiar with this term, allow me to explain.
Kamuela and some of his friends (and family) have this code, either orange or red. Depending on how badly you need to use the bathroom. And by the way, it's usually only when we're driving somewhere. He thinks it's a mental thing, because he knows he's not close to a bathroom, so it makes him need to go even more.
Anyway, orange is requiring attention but can make it home to use the bathroom.
Red is complete urgency, there is no way we're making it home. We need to either find a bathroom quick or look for a safe place to pull over. (I'm not even kidding. Once he was so close to doing this, the only thing that stopped him was my threat of leaving him on the side of the road).
And, one of his friends who is way nastier than most men I've met, has done this many times. In fact, he has done much worse. But I don't want to completely gross you out.
So Kamuela hasn't really had a code red situation in a long time I'm happy to report. But tonight there was one. And this is what happens.
All of a sudden he goes completely quiet. There is to be no talking. I can't even talk on the phone. The radio goes off. The a/c goes off. If air is needed we have to let in fresh air from the window, but he prefers to keep them closed. He can't have any distractions whatsoever, all he can think about is mentally locating the nearest bathroom and willing himself to hold it. His driving because decidedly more aggressive. As does his attitude.
While all of this is going on, I'm trying hard not to laugh. He is never this serious, ever. I find it funny that the only time he isn't making jokes (despite me asking him not to all the time) is when he needs to use a bathroom. Which ironically is the funniest thing ever to me, but I dare not LOL.
Luckily we weren't out in the middle of nowhere, we were fairly close to town and able to find a Safeway. But I hate to think what would happen if we were on a roadtrip for 6 hours in the desert.
Not that I would want to be on a roadtrip for 6 hours in the desert. But still, you have to consider these things.
Hahahahaha.
ReplyDeleteHAHAHAAAHAAAAAAA! Know the "code red" and I don't know what's up with these people(you know who you are), but I'm sure there are some giant diapers and wipes you could fit into Ka'ihi's bag for "emergency." hehehe.
ReplyDeleteMaybe you can't laugh out loud, but you can blog about it!
ReplyDeleteAnd I just did 13 hours through the desert, and it has been thoroughly watered and fertilized by the Erickson clan!