Almost Bathroom Mishap

jason wrote:

I am not a big fan of public toilets, but the other day I was in major need. Luckily I had the place to myself, which I prefer (not a big fan of others in the room). I did my thing and just as I was wrapping up another person comes into the stall next to me. I was not real happy about it, but at least I was just about done. I see the shoes under the wall, so I know someone is there – GUH! Then it almost happened, a fear of mine. I flushed the toilet and nothing but rising water happens. I think about the dude next to me and not sure how to warn him about what is about to happen. My heart begins to race, brow begins to sweat and thinking “please o please stop!”. Just then, at the top of the rim it stops, or the brink of overflow! I stayed there for another minute to make sure nothing happened. It seemed secure, so I washed up and got the hell outta there. Thank you for not flowing over and sorry maintenance man.

Anyone have anything like this happen to them? :fp: :fp: :fp:

JonnyPistachio wrote:

On New Years Eve about 2002 I was hanging out with these two girls who were sisters. They got drunk and passed out in my bed that night. (Nothing had happened yet though, I was working on one of them). The next morning I had to go number-2 real bad, but my bathroom was literally like 10 feet from my bed and the girls were still passed out, so I ran down the street to the boat ramp park where there are public toilets. Needless to say, it was a beautiful new years day, maybe 80 degrees or so - south florida of course...) so the boat ramp was quite busy. I went in the bathroom and realized that NONE of the stalls had doors, and the seats were very dirty. The only way I could use one of those toilets was if I completely disrobed and kinda crouched, holding onto the wall and my junk for dear life. And by the time I got this all figured out, I really had to go. I didnt aim well, for starters, and the open stalls required me nervously waving at several people walking by, who were wondering if I was sick or hoped up on drugs. I think a few kids might have walked in, by that point I was trying my best not to make eye contact.

Most of this was a waste of time, because I also realized that there was no toilet paper, and I was sweating like a pig. I went back to my apartment, passed the sisters as quickly as possible (who were awake at this point), and got directly in the shower. I never felt so dirty. :fp:

81 wrote:

JonnyPistachio wrote:

On New Years Eve about 2002 I was hanging out with these two girls who were sisters. They got drunk and passed out in my bed that night. (Nothing had happened yet though, I was working on one of them). The next morning I had to go number-2 real bad, but my bathroom was literally like 10 feet from my bed and the girls were still passed out, so I ran down the street to the boat ramp park where there are public toilets. Needless to say, it was a beautiful new years day, maybe 80 degrees or so - south florida of course...) so the boat ramp was quite busy. I went in the bathroom and realized that NONE of the stalls had doors, and the seats were very dirty. The only way I could use one of those toilets was if I completely disrobed and kinda crouched, holding onto the wall and my junk for dear life. And by the time I got this all figured out, I really had to go. I didnt aim well, for starters, and the open stalls required me nervously waving at several people walking by, who were wondering if I was sick or hoped up on drugs. I think a few kids might have walked in, by that point I was trying my best not to make eye contact.

Most of this was a waste of time, because I also realized that there was no toilet paper, and I was sweating like a pig. I went back to my apartment, passed the sisters as quickly as possible (who were awake at this point), and got directly in the shower. I never felt so dirty. :fp:

and you are willing to share this story

rick1zoo2 wrote:

sometimes you just have to lift your feet and watch the floaters go by

JonnyPistachio wrote:

rick1zoo2 wrote:

sometimes you just have to lift your feet and watch the floaters go by

you just reminded me I left out why I had to take my pants completely off. The floor was covered in filty water (possibly sewage), and I wouldnt be surprised if people were dodging floor floaters, before and after I left.