"a funny short story of friendship"
Kristin didn't look like she'd be a friend of mine. We even can't be mistaken as acquaintances. We were about the same weight, but she was 5'4 and I was 4 inch shorter. She had honey blonde hair and blue eyes; I had jet-black hair and brown eyes. She had the most awesome summer jobs and boyfriends while I had to clean poop as a part time job and had parents who thought boyfriends were a communicable disease. Kristin excelled in anything savvy and real, from make-ups, shopping, Cosmopolitan and knew the difference between sanitary pads and tampons; in short anything I had trouble with.
After high school, we both got accepted in the Licensed Vocational Nursing Program at Citrus College and we were on our way to attend the Nursing Council Meeting. We had friends who were upperclassmen and they told us that this meeting was about registration forms, schedules and physical exams. We arrived an hour early and so we decided to have breakfast at the Campus Cafe and had coffee and blueberry scones. On our way up to the room, where the meeting was going to be held, we made a quick stop at the nearest restroom. We used the facilities; Kristin reapplied her very berry lip-gloss while I just stared at myself in the mirror, waiting patiently for her to be done.
When we got to the room, there were already several freshmen applicants standing in line on the hallway. Teachers gave out flyers, let us fill out some forms and lastly, ordered us to go to the Student Health Center for the mini physical exam. Since both of our last names started with A, we were immediately the first ones to get in. We handed the piece of paper from the meeting to the attending school nurse, who had this annoyed look plastered all over her face. In return, she gave us a plastic cup and said, "I need a urine sample right away. Don't take too long for there are others waiting for their turn. Quickly please!" Talk about pressure. Both Kristin and I rushed out of the health center and headed to the restroom.
As we were about to get inside the adjoining stalls, I stopped, and Kristin noticed and did too. "What's the matter?" she asked. Then I told her that we just emptied our bladders 10 minutes ago and I didn't have the urge to urinate. She just giggled and said that it was going to be alright. Not long before we entered the stalls, I heard Kristin did urinate successfully. That pissed me even more. I admired her easy going, carefree attitude that often turned me into a naive slug, but how on earth did I lose over the call of nature?
"You're done already?" I asked. I heard her flush, and with that, she didn't have to answer. Just then, I heard someone opened the restroom door and yelled, "Students, hurry up please, the line is building up here, you need to finish up now." I later figured that it was that cranky nurse from the health center. I sighed and told Kristin that she should go without me. Then I heard her giggle.
"I'm not leaving you here dummy. Don't let pressure get you. Pass me your cup and I'll pour some of mine in it and we'll get the hell out of here." I did and we eventually got out from the stalls. We handed the cup back to the attending nurse at the health center, and she said that the results will come in the mail along with the school packet from the Nursing department within 2 weeks time and that we are free to go. After we got out of the office, I gave Kristin a big hug. "C'mon, this good deed deserves a Ben & Jerry double chocolate fudge sundae," we laughed.
As we were heading at the ice cream parlor, Kristin said something that made me sweat all throughout the 2 weeks time of waiting for the school packet to arrive. "Oh by the way, I forgot to tell you, that the last time I went for a physical for a job, I was positive for UTI. The nurse got mad at me for I wasn't doing the right way of wiping my area; it should be from top to bottom. So if anything came up positive in our urine, just don't freak out about it okay?" I swear I lost my craving for double chocolate fudge sundae that day.
2 weeks later, the packet had arrived and I was completely healthy and ready to start the nursing program in September. So did Kristin. It sure was one of the fun experiences we had together. Indeed, a friend is the one who knows all about you, and likes you anyway.