In class on Thursday, I was sitting in my seat, minding my own business, when all of the sudden I heard my classmate’s stomach grumble, perhaps in an effort to discretely contact Eyjafjallajokull across the Atlantic.
Actually, it wasn’t a very loud grumble, but I heard it nevertheless, because I was sitting next to her.
I have been in situations where my stomach made embarrassing noises. So I knew what to do. The next time it grumbled, I smiled at her. Then, when it grumbled yet again, I mouthed, “I can hear your stomach,” and pointed to the noise producing area and grinned.
Just kidding of course. I didn’t actually do that. I played it cool.