4-27-10...NOT REALLY MY BEST DAY
Someone said something to me today that brought this unpleasant memory to me. One of those things that was very unpleasant at the time but years later was funny.
After going through so much unhappiness & hardship I finally was in the room right outside the Courtroom waiting for my case to be called. Finally I would be granted a divorce and I'd be released from hell on earth. Of course when I get nervous and anxious my bladder erupts like a volcano and will not be held back. I thought I would have time to go to the bathroom just outside the room I was in. Mamma went with me and waited at the door to keep all undesirables away from me. I locked the door and very quickly got my business done. When I tried to unlock the door it would not unlock. That knob just turner round and round in my hand. I hollered, “Mamma see if you can open this door”. She tried and told me she couldn't open it that it just turned all the way around. OMG! “Mamma do something I gotta get out of here before they call me”. “Hold on Clydene I'm going to get help”. “No Mamma don't leave me in here, get me out”. I had reverted very quickly back to the Child going to her Mamma for help. I didn't want my Mamma to leave me. I was getting very claustrophobic and very fast. Mamma of course didn't want to leave me but there was no other way. She went in search of a janitor or something and I started bellering and bawling. Oh No, I was thinking ,If I lose my turn what is going to happen. OMG OMG!! Several times someone came to the door and rattled it. “I can't unlock the door”, I'd wail. Now here is where the Phrase started that was to drive me to murderous thoughts. “TURN THE LITTLE KNOB”. Well DUH Don't you think I've tried that. “IT DON”T WORK” I'd yell only to hear it again and again from others. There was a big window which I started pecking on but I was on the top floor so I wasn't getting through to anyone. I even was looking for a way to climb down the side of the building. Who knows, I might of tried that but the window wouldn't open either. Good Grief, didn't anything work in this joint. A darn death trap is what it is. Why I could die in here. My mind was really working overtime.
When I heard Mamma's voice I burst out bawling again. “Mamma, get me out of here. Hurry”. Ok Honey we are going to get you out. Now stop crying”. Boy Oh Boy was I ever backslid in to childhood now.
Mamma told me she had found the janitor and he would have me out in a minute. He walked up there, twisted the knob, and said “It's Locked”. Oh good grief, didn't I already know that? Next he said, “Turn the little knob”. Now that threw me over the top in a hurry. I got hysterical. That man said Turn the little knob again, then said it again. I came unhinged!! “Mamma, get thart stupid man outta here and get someone with some sense to get me out of here. I can't stand this another minute. I could hear Mamma getting panicked. “Move Over”, I'll open this door” She said.
And as I live and breathe she did. She just politely took hold of the knob and opened the door. Just like that, that sucker opened. Yes It Did!!
Mamma said “Lets go Clydene, they just now called your case”. I got to the door and the deputy led me to the courtroom with a little smile on his face. I started to ask him what was so funny but thought better of it. When I got in the Courtroom there were several with those goofy smiles on their face. I was mortified when my Attorney told me that the deputy had announced to the court that I was locked in the bathroom but on my way.
It took me many years to see the humor in this and I still have to look close to see it. Terrible!!!!
