SHIT Stories...we all have one
Nov 6, 2019 9:16:53 GMT -5
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Post by southparkcpa on Nov 6, 2019 9:16:53 GMT -5
On another site, a thread was started about a bad commute. I posted the following which is really a shit story wrapped in my commute. The low lives we have on this site, im sure we have ample stories.
I had to take a dump once in Penn Station, 8am on my way to WTC downtown, I already used my subway token, waiting on the 2-3 train. Heavy drinking night before. In the 80;s, Dinkins was mayor, ALL stalls were occupied by homeless. It felt like a warm shot glass of vodka turned over in my gut. A HOT sensation in my bowels that told me I had about 3 minutes til total expulsion.
I went to Amtrak level upstairs (Conn line) where the mens room was jammed, no stalls except ONE toilet in the open, no seat, just a toilet out in the open where the stall was totally removed, no sides, no back etc. OUT in the open.
No choice... I dropped my pants in front of everyone and out came the loosest, chocolate shake texture dump ever and it wouldn't stop.
Dressed in a blue suit, white shirt, tie etc. CPA for a big 4 firm. There I was squatted over a bowl and everyone looked and simply covered their eyes. They couldn't believe what was happening.
I then realized there was no TP. I took off my tee shirt, tore it to pieces and wiped my ass.
In front of the public. YES it happened.
When I left, I realized NO ONE that was seeing me now had any idea what happened and I was another face in the crowd.
Got to my client and absolutely went in the stall and did a thorough cleaning if you know what I mean.
I had to take a dump once in Penn Station, 8am on my way to WTC downtown, I already used my subway token, waiting on the 2-3 train. Heavy drinking night before. In the 80;s, Dinkins was mayor, ALL stalls were occupied by homeless. It felt like a warm shot glass of vodka turned over in my gut. A HOT sensation in my bowels that told me I had about 3 minutes til total expulsion.
I went to Amtrak level upstairs (Conn line) where the mens room was jammed, no stalls except ONE toilet in the open, no seat, just a toilet out in the open where the stall was totally removed, no sides, no back etc. OUT in the open.
No choice... I dropped my pants in front of everyone and out came the loosest, chocolate shake texture dump ever and it wouldn't stop.
Dressed in a blue suit, white shirt, tie etc. CPA for a big 4 firm. There I was squatted over a bowl and everyone looked and simply covered their eyes. They couldn't believe what was happening.
I then realized there was no TP. I took off my tee shirt, tore it to pieces and wiped my ass.
In front of the public. YES it happened.
When I left, I realized NO ONE that was seeing me now had any idea what happened and I was another face in the crowd.
Got to my client and absolutely went in the stall and did a thorough cleaning if you know what I mean.
