A lot has been made of a female's biological clock, but very little is known about a male's internal clock. My wife and I had a long discussion on this very thing as we were driving to Cannon Beach with the kids for a family vacation. The subject came up when Josiah piped up en-route that he needed to pee. To gauge his urgency, which would determine if we would have to stop before we reach our destination, I asked him how long he could hold out. He told me that he could endure it for another 30 minutes, which was just about how much time was needed to get to Tolovanna Inn at that juncture.
As we drove on, I told Jane that this is a uniquely male phenomenon. When we first feel the urge to micturate, our internal clocks start ticking which tell us how much time we have left before we absolutely have to drop our pants and relieve ourselves. After being enlightened, rather than being impressed, Jane rolled her eyes and snorted her disbelief.
A while later, as if on cue, Josiah blurted in desperation that if we don't stop driving and allow him to pee RIGHT NOW, he will most definitely wet himself!! I immediately pulled over to the side of the road and quickly passed him a urinal. Without a second to spare, he uncorked an impressive 1/2 liter of urine, clearly backing up his earlier warning.
It was only then that I glanced up and noticed that we were just across the street from Tolovanna Inn. Confirming that Josiah's internal clock was spot on, for which he could thank his Y chromosome.

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