Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Oh Dear

I have written about urinating in public and the difficulty we experience when out on survey in remote areas.

My crew was given several mesa/ridge tops to survey for the day. Not a blade of grass higher than an ankle was on those mesa tops.

Well –ahem—when one has to go one has to go!

I shouted, “I have to find a loo. Eyes right everyone!” All the crewmembers obliged my request.

I slid over the edge to get some bit of privacy. Just as I was dropping my drawers I heard, “Hi Cherie.”

I looked to the next ridge and there was another crew waving and laughing at me!

See what I mean?

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