They’re Going Down, Down
Posted By Kristabella on April 14, 2011
Hey internet, do you like my new sunglasses?

Oh, and I got my hair done on Saturday, it looks nice, no? (This is a very unflattering photo.)
Anyway, back to the sunglasses, you like?
I hope you do. I had to buy them in a bit of a hurry at Navy Pier Sunday at one of those kiosks. Because it was sunny out and I cannot stand not having sunglasses when it is sunny. (Apparently I have very sensitive retinas, so says my eye doctor.)
Oh and because the ones I had previously in the day had suffered an untimely demise.
I FLUSHED THEM DOWN THE TOILET.
No. Really.
As I mentioned, I hung out at Navy Pier on Sunday with my sister, my niece and my nephew. Actually it was my third day in a row at Navy Pier, because I was working an Expo there Friday and Saturday. Let’s just say that’s probably the most time I’ve spent at Navy Pier in my entire life.
Anyway, after we got to the Pier, I had to pee. So I went to the bathroom while my sister waited in line for Jamba Juice. I went about my business and as I stood up from my position of hovering over the toilet (no liners and I won’t sit on toilet seats in high-traffic areas), my sunglasses started slipping from my head.
At this point, I still had my pants around my ankles and I chose to do pants first, reach for glasses second. I mean, come on, what are the odds the sunglasses would fall in the toilet anyway?
ONE HUNDRED PERCENT, those are the odds!
So the glasses fell in the toilet, into my pee. And well, they weren’t expensive sunglasses. I mean, I liked them and I got them for cheap at a mall kiosk in Arizona, but really, was it worth reaching in a disgusting pee-filled toilet for them? I mean it was sunny out and I was going to need them later in the day. What to do?
Well, in the time that it took for me to consider this, my decision was taken away from me as the AUTOMATIC FLUSHER went off.
It took me about five seconds to realize that my sunglasses were currently going down the toilet bowl. And yet, I was paralyzed with fear or amazement. Something. Because I didn’t even reach for them. (I think part of me wanted to see if they would go all the way down.)
Well they did. They were sucked into the sewer system of Navy Pier and probably out into Lake Michigan. And all I could do was laugh and run over to my sister to tell her the news.



