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matt_doyle) wrote2011-09-06 12:51 pm
matt_doyle) wrote2011-09-06 12:51 pm
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Wedding Madness, Part I of III or IV.
Many drastically entertaining things happened over the course of the weekend, but there's one in particular that I think I'll be riffing on for quite some time.
My friends' wedding reception was held at Duluth's Norway Hall, local HQ for the Sons of Norway. There were a few little logistical problems resulting from the fact that the building was being renovated for the first time in 27 years -- because the next event being held there will be a visit from the actual-factual King of Norway, and they want to fancy the place up a bit.
The biggest problem stemming from the renovations, however, was the fact that only one of the restrooms was open to the public. The ladies' room was out of service until after the King's visit, because the King required them to completely renovate and refurbish it.
You see, the King of Norway refuses to use a bathroom that any other human being has previously used. It's not enough that it be thoroughly cleaned, oh no. The old bathroom must be torn out, and one intended only for his personal usage installed. Where another man has pooped, the King of Norway will not go.
As I am no fan of monarchy, if the renovations had been complete, I might have sneaked in to perform a secret revolutionary act of protest. Alas, this was not to be.
During the course of the reception, though, I did get a chance to briefly sit in the throne they have in the main hall. Like the rest of the building, it is three decades old. As far as I know, there are no plans to replace it, because His Majesty made no special demands about normal thrones. Only porcelain ones. As a chair with thirty-year old cushions and padding, it is drastically uncomfortable, and he may ell spend hours sitting in it.
Readers, I laughed. And I am laughing still.
My friends' wedding reception was held at Duluth's Norway Hall, local HQ for the Sons of Norway. There were a few little logistical problems resulting from the fact that the building was being renovated for the first time in 27 years -- because the next event being held there will be a visit from the actual-factual King of Norway, and they want to fancy the place up a bit.
The biggest problem stemming from the renovations, however, was the fact that only one of the restrooms was open to the public. The ladies' room was out of service until after the King's visit, because the King required them to completely renovate and refurbish it.
You see, the King of Norway refuses to use a bathroom that any other human being has previously used. It's not enough that it be thoroughly cleaned, oh no. The old bathroom must be torn out, and one intended only for his personal usage installed. Where another man has pooped, the King of Norway will not go.
As I am no fan of monarchy, if the renovations had been complete, I might have sneaked in to perform a secret revolutionary act of protest. Alas, this was not to be.
During the course of the reception, though, I did get a chance to briefly sit in the throne they have in the main hall. Like the rest of the building, it is three decades old. As far as I know, there are no plans to replace it, because His Majesty made no special demands about normal thrones. Only porcelain ones. As a chair with thirty-year old cushions and padding, it is drastically uncomfortable, and he may ell spend hours sitting in it.
Readers, I laughed. And I am laughing still.