I haven't posted much this week because I have been dealing with a crisis with the greenplastic.com server. Hopefully I can get things worked out soon so the whole site doesn't go down.

Anyway, yesterday I went to get a drug test because I have a new job and they screen all applicants to make sure they won't be getting high while on the job. The day turned into a humorous affair which I can now laugh at. In case you don't know or have never had a drug test, they test your urine to see if any traces of illegal drugs may be in it.

So I get to the clinic at around 3pm. Now I only went to the bathroom once, earlier in the day when I woke up. The waiting room was crowded with other people who were there for the same reason. I signed in and sat down and patiently waited for my turn. At this point, I didn't have the urge to use the bathroom but I didn't worry... I was sure by the time that it was my turn, I would have to go.

Wrong.

After almost an hour of waiting, I was taken to a back room by one of the nurses. She handed me a little cup and instructed me to go into a bathroom across from her desk. I went in to the bathroom and to my horror, I couldn't go! I tried to concentrate on doing it but I just couldn't! I thought, "Maybe if I turn the faucet on, the sound of water will make me go!" I turned the faucet on but nothing came out. The water was shut off...

After about 5 minutes of trying to go, I gave up and went back out to her desk. I explained my situation and she gave me a fake smile and said that I should go back to the waiting room and have some water and return to her when I was ready. I was already embarrassed.

So I drank about 4 glasses of water and sat down for about 15 minutes. I still didn't have any urges to go but I thought that surely the water would of kicked in a little. Plus, I had a full glass and a coke before I left home earlier!

I marched back to the nurses desk and told her that I was ready. Again, she handed me a cup and I went in to the little bathroom. I stood in there and concentrated like there was nothing else to worry about in the world but I just couldn't go. I spent 5 minutes in there praying that I would get the urge to go. Nope.

I walked back out to her desk and said, "You're never going to believe this but..." Again, the fake smile. I asked her if I could come back the next day but she said no. I apologized and she told me to go downstairs and drink a coke and maybe that would work. So I did that.

Keep in mind that this was the second time I was coming back out in to the waiting room. I'm sure the people sitting there thought I was crazy or something.

I went downstairs and bought a Dr Pepper. Surely the Doctor could help me out! I chugged that thing down and walked around the building for about 10 minutes. I then stepped in to a bathroom near the lobby and tested to see if I could go. I wasn't going to go back to the nurse until I knew it was going to happen.

Sure enough, I got the feeling finally and I ran back up to the clinic and proclaimed to the nurse that I was finally ready! She rolled her eyes and said, "Are you sure?" I nodded and grabbed the cup and ran into that bathroom and boy did I strike gold!

I was proud and gave her the cup and that was that. My adventure to the clinic.

I'm not sure why I had so much trouble! Never has this happened before. I think that it was something pyschological. There's been too much on my mind and too much stress. Anyway, I think it's funny and I can now have a laugh over it.

I'm not sure why I'm telling you all this...