Toilet troubles

Recently, I had one of those horrible experiences that you just want to forget as soon as they happen. I arrived at a seminar on time, but I needed to go to the toilet. So I left the room and went down the corridor to find a single empty cubicle and alongside it’s female equivalent. Unusually, the toilet wasn’t a room full of cubicles, it was one of those that were just attached to the corridor. So I went in and locked the door, or so I thought. I thought I needed to do a number two (just tell me when I’m giving too much detail), so I pulled down my jeans and sat on the loo and started going.

However, my relieving process was disturbed by a rumbling of the door. Then to my horror, the door started to give way. I was still peeing so I couldn’t force the door shut. My sense of self-worth was eroding, I was going to get caught on the loo. I covered my shame with my hand as best as I could and hoped it was someone I didn’t know. Unfortunately for me it was my seminar leader. I don’t think I could even have imagined it, with all my skill as a creative writer. Horribly embarrassing. It’s experiences like that when you know what being caught with your pants down really means! Bashfully, he quite quickly shut the door, but even that short time felt like ages.

I never thought I’d find a memory I want to put behind me so much after that England game. I still feel rather embarrassed reflecting upon it now, though, I’m sure everyone else will find it pretty funny and I would too if I were reading and not remembering. The aspect of the story that really makes me think is why do I still find it so embarrassing? It’s not like I’m the only person in the world that needs to go to the loo! We all do it, so why do we feel so ashamed in front of each other? It must have been equally embarrassing for my seminar leader. I remember doing the exact same thing one time to my Grandmother, another horribly embarrassing memory for me. The same thing doesn’t apply though with my brother or with my fiancee whom I don’t seem to mind so much.

Maybe, essentially going to the toilet is a position of vulnerability. Therefore it is an intimacy that we only want to share with people we know and care about. Possibly it’s to do with the fact that we have been trained to be independant in doing our business and therefore it is embarrassing to exhibition it like a toddler. Instinct or conditioning? What do other people think? Anyone else have any embarrassing experiences they’d like to share? Anyone been caught bogging that they’d like to be blogging?

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