The Psycho Shower Story.
Last Thursday evening, I stayed up ridiculously late with Steven. It isn’t uncommon for us to stay up watching movies or talking as we are both nocturnal, however, this particular night, we were awake later, or earlier, depending on how you want to look at it, than normal. Steven mentioned coming by Friday morning to insure I would be awake on time. I assured him it was unnecessary but he insisted. When we’ve stayed up far too late in the past, he’s made mention of this same gesture, though he has never followed through so I assumed this case would be the same.
I live with my sister Audrey, nearly 21 years old and my friend Kelly, ten years Audrey’s senior. The three of us have varied schedules. Audrey works during the evening, while Kelly leaves an hour before I awake. I make mention of this because Kelly and I make concerted effort not to rouse Audrey from slumber in the am hours. While I am able to sleep through considerable noise, Audrey is awakened by the slightest of sound.
I awoke Friday morning, groggy and tired after only a handful of hours of sleep. I entered my shower, as I do every morning, half asleep. My bathroom is attached to my bedroom and when both the bedroom and bathroom doors are shut, little can be heard on the other side of the doors. While rinsing the shampoo from my hair, I open my eyes to discover the 6 foot tall silhouette of a man through the frosted glass shower door. Initially paralyzed, I released a blood curdling, guttural yell which even alarmed and frightened Steven, the man behind the blurry shadow. Startled and exhausted, Steven stated through laughter, “I told you I was going to wake you up. Wow! Your scream scared me! Who else could it have been?! You had to have known it was me!” Obviously, I did not upon initially discovering the creepy “Norman Bates” like figure in my bathroom. I still owe him one for the near heart attack.
Oddly, Audrey did not hear a thing. I am not sure which is more unnerving, the incident itself or Audrey’s oblivion. She normally hears a pin drop, a feather fall, but she didn’t hear the sound of my voice at its highest pitch. Eek.
I can recall times in the past when I showered with one eye open, periodically pulling back the shower curtain to confirm I was the only one present. Perhaps my psyche has been tainted by too many scary movies, or maybe I opted to weigh on the side of caution. More perplexing, the “Psycho” shower scene has never been thought of in my current residence. I attribute this to the absence of a shower curtain. This is further proof worry and fear are often needless, but I’ll probably still lock my bathroom door. As a child, I always wondered if Jaws was going to appear in the swimming pool (I really did,) so perhaps I should also swim with my eyes open. I can just see Steven, swimming in the pool, shark fin atop his head. Duh-nah-duh-nah-duh-nah...Gosh, I'm probably giving him ideas. Maybe I should tell him I'm afraid of the Cinderella story. A girl can never have too many glass slippers.
I'm not sure who is more frightening in this photo...
Comments
I still peek out of my shower curtain while showering and I look in the shower to make sure nobody is in there when I use the restroom! lol...have you ever thought of what you'd actually do if you saw somebody? I mean, really. I guess just scream and maybe squirt shampoo in their eyes and run! wow....btw, love the pic! hilarious! :)
LAURYN: Always thought I'd fight like hell... but I was shaking even AFTER I realized it was only Steven. Ha. I know I flew out of the shower like a bolt of lightning-- had this particular force been behind a fist, I'd have surely injured him without question.
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April 13, 2009 02:40 PM
This is pretty funny!! I don't know which is funnier. The picture or the actual story.
LAURYN: Funny in hind sight. Quite scary when it actually occured. Not that you'd know...
Posted by: Audrey | April 13, 2009 03:00 PM
and this story is why I lock my bathroom doors. Even when I lived alone, I locked my bathroom doors when I took a shower.
Yeah I guess the movie Psycho scarred me for life that way.
LAURYN: You and many, many, many others.
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April 13, 2009 03:43 PM
I have nothing important to add to this highly amusing anecdote of yours... Just: When I was a kid, I thought Jaws was going to get me in the swimming pool? Check (Okay, I'll admit it... I STILL get panicked on occasion when I'm on the shallow end looking towards the deep end and see a dark shadow that undulates).
I'm guessing that pic was Micah's handywork... as amusing as the story itself, if not moreso.
On a side (and somewhat related) note: I was Marion Crane (Janet Leigh's character in the movie) in a haunted house one year... 5 days of wearing a nude-colored body suit smeared with ketchup. I washed it every night, but the stains and the smell stayed. It was smelling seriously funky. And by day 5, I had a ridiculous case of laryngitis. You would, too, if you had to recreate an authentic bloodcurdling scream umpteen times a night, several nights in a row.
I still have an aversion to the smell of ketchup.
LAURYN: Okay, ditto with the shadows in the deep end! And if I am waste deep in the ocean and allow myself to conjure up visions of Jaws, I move to the shore at the speed of light. Seriously. You were Marion Crane eh? Note to self. Pretty good movie to check out on www.imdb.com The trivia section is killer. Pun intended.
Posted by: Heidi | April 13, 2009 04:45 PM
And THIS is why my mother never allowed me to watch Psycho. It all makes sense now! The story was funny Saturday night, it's still funny tonight. The picture is freaking HYSTERICAL!!!! Nice job, Micah! Now, what's really sad is that my daughter has seen a million CSI's and Law & Order's. What will she be afraid of when she is an adult? I may have ruined her for life!
LAURYN: I love CSI!!! But I have to control myself and the amount of "forensic-ish" stuff I allow myself to view. Makes my mind wander in a direction I prefer it not...
Posted by: Kate | April 13, 2009 05:58 PM
Whoa...Steven looks like he's seen a ghost...and Lauryn looks like she's asleep with her eyes open :) I have to laugh
LAURYN: Kinda creepy, eh?
Posted by: Momster | April 13, 2009 07:14 PM
I thought I was the only person afraid of Jaws (or, in my case, a creepy sea monster) in the pool. I'm still totally freaked out by water I can't see the bottom of and even shadowy ends of pools. You never know what might be lurking in the water!
As for the shower...not so scary, but your story cracks me up!
LAURYN: Nope, birds of a feather! Trust me, the shower ordeal has inserted old fear. Steven... punk.
Posted by: Angel Herrera | April 14, 2009 11:13 PM
(for some reason, when I click on the "comments" link on the "They Would Do It for You" blog, I get a blank page... I was hoping to read more if there was more... or post a comment, but can't.) :(
LAURYN: Nothing more to read. All was posted in one section, though odd it won't let you leave a comment. Try again and let me know if the problem persists.
Posted by: Heidi | April 16, 2009 01:15 PM
i think if you let it, your imagination can take you to that panic type of fear so easily. things that are completely ludicrous but the fear is still so real. for example: as a kid while swimming in a lake my friend and i were fans of the classic princess bride and started thinking about electric eels in the water. there could absolutely not ever be an eel in a lake in texas, but we just about walked on water getting back to the boat. that stuff is so funny and by funny i mean crappy and i hate it. fear sucks.
LAURYN: Nice visual! I know exactly what you mean! Fear is my greatest fear-- truly. And, The Princess Bride will always be one of the best movies-- despite the eel factor.
Posted by: Jenny Hud | April 16, 2009 03:01 PM
Hmmm... it still won't take me to the comments page on next posted blog. If it's a security/privacy measure you've put into place, then I'd certainly understand.
LAURYN: :-) Not a chance....
Posted by: Heidi | April 17, 2009 09:15 AM
"And if I am waste deep in the ocean..."
You must be swimming around Galveston. A lot of waste floats down from Houston.
LAURYN: Darn it!! Victim of my own greatest peeve!!! Crud. Thanks for bringing this to my attention. Shucks.
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