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Help, I’m a Prisoner in Becca’s Bath!
Oh great, it’s bath time again.
Cue the sappy music and dim the lights, Becca’s getting ready to wax poetic about the transformative powers of her bathtub once more.
Never mind that some of us have better things to do than bob around listening to her melodramatic bubble bath monologues.
Yes, yes, I know. The hot water “envelops you in its warm embrace,” the bubbles “tickle your skin” and it’s “just you and the water” finding “pure, simple peace.”
You’ve mentioned it before.
Many, many times before.
But here’s a newsflash Becca
Not all of us look forward to these ritualistic soakings like you do. Some of us have dreams beyond being a prop in your self-indulgent bath time routine.
Sorry to burst your bubble, but we plastic ducks aspire to greater purposes.
While you’re “sinking deeper into the soothing waters,” do you ever think about those of us left bobbing on the surface? We didn’t ask for this…