My wife has a sixth sense of knowing when I’m on the toilet.
I can quietly go about my day, no one ever calls or wants me … enter the toilet, pull my pants down, in the process of doing my business and the phone rings. Not every time I go to the toilet … but just about every time she calls, I’m on the toilet. It’s uncanny.
Then she gets mad at me for not answering right away or ignoring the call. I always call her back and ask her how she knows when I’m on the toilet.
My wife has a sixth sense of knowing when I’m on the toilet.
I can quietly go about my day, no one ever calls or wants me … enter the toilet, pull my pants down, in the process of doing my business and the phone rings. Not every time I go to the toilet … but just about every time she calls, I’m on the toilet. It’s uncanny.
Then she gets mad at me for not answering right away or ignoring the call. I always call her back and ask her how she knows when I’m on the toilet.
I also have this particular shitty superpower, but for the doorbell ringing