I'm in a place that looks like a combination of Taormina, Sicily and Denver, Colorado - specifically Colfax avenue right in front of Casa Bonita restaurant. I am waiting in line to get into what could be a carnival. It's a warm summer night and there are lots of people wandering around looking relaxed and happy. I notice a man yelling at one of the staff from the sidewalk. I need to use your bathroom he says over and over again. I worry about him and think of the kid in my second grade class - Kenny from China - who repeatedly asked Ms. Eddy to use the bathroom and never heard him. He peed his pants all over the sidewalk and had to sit in his wet jeans the rest of the day. Too late the man says as the staff worker motions him inside to use the bathroom. He walks towards me, then away from me, and I notice his black pants are wet. He covers his butt with his long coat and walks away. I think he has the perfect attire for wetting himself and getting away with it and wonder whether or not he has a bladder problem.
