Another person’s misfortune…

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I love ‘caught short’ stories, me! :D Cheer me up no end when times are tough.

Anyway, one of the electricians where I work was telling us recently about when he left a job, dying for a wee, and then found himself stuck in traffic with no receptacles in the van to assist in his predicament. He eventually decided that he wouldn’t make it back to the office and so when he managed to escape from the jam, he headed to his mum’s house to hopefully get there in time to use her toilet.

He arrived just about hanging on, ran up the path, but couldn’t get his key in the porch door. It transpired that his mum had got in from shopping, locked the porch door from the inside, but left her key in the lock so he couldn’t get his key in from the outside! Banging on the door and shouting out for her to open the door whilst dancing frantically, an Amazon delivery driver walked up the path behind him … just as he wet himself on the doorstep!!

He laughs about it now, but said he didn’t speak to his mum for days afterwards!

I can’t be the only one who finds such stories hilarious?!
 
Once had a HGV dropping stuff off where I worked, my boss who was a women in her 50s went out to speak to the driver, he burst out the cab pushed past her and started relieving himself against the nearby wall he was that desperate - she was absolutely horrified.

Love the thought of the woman being “horrified”! LOL
 
At Uni I went on a bus trip to Paris with friends. There were free tickets for a boat ride on the Seine included.

As we were walking towards this boat, I needed a wee a bit, but never found a public toilet. So I got on the boat thinking, it'll only be a 15 minute trip, I'll be fine.

90 minutes later, with no sign of stopping I was sweating and in pain I needed a piddle so much. Eventually I told the person sitting next to me - I'm going to have to get up and walk around the boat otherwise I'll just wet myself right here.

So I got up, walked around, and found the toilets...

The boat was quite small, and it hadn't even occurred to me it might have toilets, but they were tucked right in a tiny corner.

I swear that did me lasting bladder damage. I can't make it through a film without having to break for a pee these days.

Blimey! Just be thankful you found the toilet. Imagine if you’d stayed in your seat… and then spotted the toilet as you were getting off!!
 
Around 25 years ago I was working for the Coop, managing an electrical dept. One morning while walking from where I parked and down the main road and to the store, a distance of around 1/4 of a mile. I could hear a man in the distance making heavy panting and loud grunting sounds while half running up the road towards me. This went on for a couple of minutes and I was quite puzzled as to why. As we got nearer to each other, I could see he was clutching his stomach and kind of hobbling along and groaning. His face showed he was clearly in a lot of pain. He was carrying a bucket and window cleaning equipment which was splashing around. As he passed me, he announce to me that he was dying for a ****. I do hope he was able to find somewhere before it was too late.

…but he was carrying a bucket! Surely the solution was in his own hands - literally!!
 
At Uni I went on a bus trip to Paris with friends. There were free tickets for a boat ride on the Seine included.

As we were walking towards this boat, I needed a wee a bit, but never found a public toilet. So I got on the boat thinking, it'll only be a 15 minute trip, I'll be fine.

90 minutes later, with no sign of stopping I was sweating and in pain I needed a piddle so much. Eventually I told the person sitting next to me - I'm going to have to get up and walk around the boat otherwise I'll just wet myself right here.

So I got up, walked around, and found the toilets...

The boat was quite small, and it hadn't even occurred to me it might have toilets, but they were tucked right in a tiny corner.

I swear that did me lasting bladder damage. I can't make it through a film without having to break for a pee these days.

Reminds me of something from many years ago when I was on a coach, I think we might have been going to watch cricket. We stopped at a service station and as we were all getting off, one lad was walking along the aisle looking in severe discomfort.

“What’s up with him?”
“He’s been dying for a p*** for ages”
“Why didn’t he use the toilet?”

There was a look of horror from the lad.
“What? There’s a toilet on here?”
 
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