If you gotta go, start early.
A frequent camper wrote to a campground to inquire about their campground facilities for a vacation. Not wanting to write “toilet” she thought about using the old-fashion term “Bathroom Commode.” Thinking even that might be too forward, she shortened it to “B.C”.
The campground owner, not being old fashion at all was stumped by the BC business in the letter. After much deliberation, he figured she must be asking for the location of the local Baptist church. So he sent her the following reply:
“I have the pleasure of informing you that the B.C. is located six miles north of the campground. It is capable of seating 250 people at one time. I will admit that it is quite a distance away if you are in the habit of going regularly, but you will be pleased to know that a great number of people take a lunch and make a day of it.
The last time my wife and I went was six years ago, and it was so crowded we had to stand up the whole time. Right now there is a supper planned to raise money for more seats. It will be held in the basement of the B.C. It pains me that I am not able to go more regularly, but it is not for lack of desire on my part. As we grow older, it seems to be more of an effort, particularly in cold weather.
If you do decide to stay at our campground, perhaps I could go with you the first time, sit with you and introduce you to all the folks. This is a very friendly community.”
You don't know other people's past nightmares. Be kind to them.