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Shortly after I started transitioning i had to use the bathroom and someone saw me go in. They waited outside for me to leave and glared at me while I did.
My manager later pulled me aside to apologize for the incident and assure me it wouldn't happen again, the person had been talked to. I didn't realize how it could have been even more mortifying until then.
High school graduation. There was really nothing to do about it, sitting through all the long speeches, in piercing pain. Ran straight for the stalls after.
I was stuck in a tunnel going to pick someone up from the airport and really had to pee, like emergency had to go. So I tried to pee in a bottle on the down low, and ended up having to stop short and hurt my penis very badly. When I finally got to the airport and was able to finish urinating there was blood in it so that was fun
was at the convention center in new orleans. Used the bathroom at some point in the morning and was easy to find as each sorta block had a mens and a womens with the womens farther out and the mens closer to the cooridor. Later was in a session and near the end my bowels were telling me they could not wait but made it to the end of the talk and dashed out and around the corner and into the stall and my clenched up sphincter let loose. Oh man that was such a relief. Hey wait. I don't remember seeing urinals when I dashed in. Was lucky and was able to finish and get out and looked at the sign. So I guess out of fairness they alternated the bathrooms or something so on one the mens would be closer to the cooridor and then the next one the womens would be. oof.
Anytime I have anxiety, my entire body wants to do multiple core dumps as quickly as possible, so every time is awkward.
Most awkward recently was being called over to help search for a lost cat. 30 minute drive where increasingly I have to go. Get there, go instead of search. Search. No cat.
Find him inside after going to the bathroom another time. So he was never lost, just being a cat.
I was on a 911 medical emergency. After 10+ minutes taking care of the patient and getting them ready to go to the ER, I bent down to grab some equipment and wham, I felt it starting to drop out of my ass! I yelled to my partner that I'd be "out in a minute, I'm having a GI emergency".
I used the bathroom in the house as quickly as I could take care of business. Luckily, the patient was stable and not in a serious situation.
I was at a festival, looking for a toilet, when a cute girl just started talking to me out of the blue.
I sat down next to her, we talked for a while, then she asked if I wanted to walk with her for a little bit.
We found a hidden spot, sat down and started to make out. It got pretty heated pretty quickly.
After a while, she stopped, looked me deep in the eyes, and said "I'd really love to blow you right now."
And I replied "sorry, but I really have to pee."
On a boat.
