Jamie Ponti

“He thinks about it for a moment. "All right. I'll go firts"He takes a deep breath.Do you know what a bidet is? One of those fancy toilet things with the hose to was your-"I know what it is," I cut him off.Well. I didn't. At least I didn't when I was ten. We were on vacation in New York when we got to the room, I went into the bathroom and saw it there. And I just stared at it for a while trying to figure out what it might be."This isn't going to end well, is it?"Finally, I did figure it out. Or at least I thought I did."You didn't!"Oh, yes I did. I called out, 'Mon, Dad, there's a water fountain in the bathroom.' They tried to rush in and stop me, but they were too late."....This spring I took the SAT at the comunity college. About halfway through the test, I adjusted the way I was sitting and-"He cuts me off. "Oh, my God. You're Fart Girl!"Fart Girl?" I say, mortified. "You mean, you heard about what happened?"He started laughing. "I didn't hear about it. I heard it. I was there, in the same classroom. I didn't know who did it, but I definately heard it." He laughs some more. "The whole section was cracking up.”