The excitement is brewing because on July 1st., we will be celebrating Canada Day. I remember when we entered Canada. Coming off the plane, I needed to go and do Number 1. Since everything is new to me, I was totally lost. The washroom was nowhere in sight. Finally, I saw a man in uniform, a security guard. And I flagged him down and asked. Sir, can you tell me where the CR is?
CR? He answered me with a question.
You know where I can go wee-wee.
Wee-wee? Another question.
My goodness, I hate it when someone answers my question with a question.
Since I am fresh off the boat, I maintained cool.
Sir, what I mean is comfort room, CR.
Ah, you mean Canadian Railway?
UGH! Okay, I better try a different terminology then. If this kind of conversation would go any longer, I might as well pee right there and then. Can’t he see I was already crossing my legs?
No Sir, I want to void.
Void? What do you mean void?
I guess the American English is not recognized in Canada, I thought.
Sir, what I mean is I want to sit on a throne!
Ah, you mean the washroom.
Whatever, I thought.
Sir, please, sir. Hurry. I really have to go.
Cross my heart, I never heard of a washroom in my life. Maybe I should have said it in plain English toilet or commode.