It was bound to happen and today was that day. I just moved to a new house and was exhausted. At lunch I decided to run to the local Whole Foods to get a few things and some lunch. While eating lunch I got the urge. Then it became a panicked urge. Then it told me there was no waiting. It all happened with in a minute or two. I looked around me to see if I could find a bathroom near but it turns out it was at the opposite side of the store. I fast walked out of the store while my body decided to do its thing. I crouched down near a trash can in the corner near an entryway, giving up knowing I couldn't win. There were people around outside. Obviously people leaving and entering. Some were at (not so close but seeing distance) tables. A few eye contacts and then darts but everyone ignored the skiny guy crouching on the ground gripping his stomach.
I had no idea what to do. Then a lady and her family walked by and asked "Are you OK? Do you need me to call someone?" I explained that I was embarrassed and had a digestive condition and I wasn't able to hold my bowels. I could tell she was a little disgusted by my statement but, to her credit, she asked if she could get me anything. "Maybe some napkins and I can go find somewhere." She agreed. Her husband came out with a very large amount of napkins and I thanked him. I shoved them down the back of my pants with a few people watching (while trying to pretend not to) and walked as normally as I could by a few folks to my car.
Why am I sharing? Three reasons:
* If/When you have a public accident you can be reminded you are not alone.
* There are nice people willing to help.
* To vent
I was embarrassed but really I was more confused than anything else...and right now (90 minutes later) I'm not really upset so much as grateful it worked out.