At the show I went to the other night, there was a girl holding up the line in the bathroom because she was puking. Standard. At any event where there's lots of people, and easy access to booze, there's bound to be one of those.
Truth is, no one knew why she was puking. For all we know she could of had the flu or food poisoning. Hell, she could of had a real rough emotional night. Still, when she she left, the girls remaining in the bathroom had commentary. (Standard.)
The girl next to me rolled her eyes.
"Poor thing," I said breaking the ice, "We've all been there."
"I've never been there!" said one of the girls.
Another girl laughed.
"Maybe not," I thought, "But we've all been THERE." That situation where you might be slightly inconveniencing 5 or 6 strangers because you are just not having a great night.
I was the girl crying at a concert because my ex just dumped me and I was trying so hard to make myself feel better. I was the girl at a comedy show that was so overwhelmed at the passing of her mom, that hearing that many people laugh at once made me get up during a guy's set just so I could lean over the toilet just in case. While I haven't been the one white girl wasted in the bathroom, I have definitely been the girl holding that girl's hair.
We've all been there, feeling the judgement like a sunburn on our backs making an uncomfortable situation that much worse.
So while I shrug off what's left of the convo, I think that yeah, I really want to get back to this show, but I can wait a few minutes extra if it means that girl puking has a little more time to collect herself. You're not leaving your dignity in the toilet with whatever you ate earlier and the roll of paper you used to cover it up. You're better than the eyes that follow you out the door.
It's OK darlin. We've all been there.
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