OK, So… the title sums it up.
I go to a yoga class at my local YMCA most Wednesday nights. This has been a habit for several months now.
A week and a day ago, we were almost done with the class and getting into our final cross-legged position to “seal in the energy” when someone totally ripped ass.
It wasn’t me, I swear.
I did, however, have to look down because I was the only person who could not keep a straight face.
I’m not even joking. I felt like one of my 3rd grade boys who, whenever someone farts, cannot control their giggles. I know it was rude of me, and if I had been the one to fart, I would have been totally mortified. Like, praying-for-the-ground-to-open-up-and-swallow-me-into-its-deep-depths-forever-embarrassed. But at the same time I’d wish I were just chill and cool enough to laugh at myself. Cuz it’s funny!
But, since it wasn’t me I wasn’t embarrassed. I just thought it was funny. And, I stand by my ground that farts are always funny.
Am I the only one who sees humor in this as a 23 year old woman? Or am I just a jerk? Leave me a comment letting me know!