Hello, my name is Doniker. I am an alcoholic. I haven't taken a drink in -- oops, wrong website...
Hello, my name is Doniker. I am a Shameful Shitter. I hate shitting in public places. I would rather subject myself to hours of stomach and intestinal pain than relieve myself in a room that might possibly be cohabited by another human being.
Shitting at a place where I work has always been a problem for me. Having a co-worker witness me enter or exit a bathroom stall is a great fear of mine. I have always had envy for a guy that could walk into a bathroom full of people, enter a stall, drop his drawers, and noisily fart and shit as if it was as routine as breathing.
Since my wife has been after me to get off my ass and stop sitting around getting drunk all day, yesterday I went on a job interview.
It was a lame warehouse job in a company of about fifty employees. I arrived about a half-hour early with an urge to shit. Normally, I would have held it, but I was already a little tense, and holding it makes me feel uneasy as it is.
I found the men's room, a three-stall/two-urinal set-up. I jumped into the furthest stall from the entrance and sat down for a relaxing dump. But before I could even muster up my first fart, some guy walked in and got into a stall -- not the one next to me, but the one closest to the entrance. He immediately started to piss, and then I could tell that he let loose several turds from the sounds of the splashing. I just sat in silence, figuring I was going to be there for a while.
Sure, I might get this job, and it would be great to start fresh as a Shameless Shitter; but do I have it in me? What would people think of me? Would they be able to tell I was really Shameful and see right through my act? I mean, a Shameless Shitter should be shameless in other situations as well. I feel he must be an open, talkative-type person and not get easily embarrassed or intimidated. There has to be more to it than just being able to squeeze out a loaf with pride. Sure, shy and/or arrogant people can be Shameless Shitters, but there still is somewhat of an embarrassment factor because they are quiet, cocky, or won't look you in the eye.
So suddenly I began to smell the most horrendous odor. I don't know if this guy even knew I was there or even knew what a courtesy flush was; maybe enjoyed his own gross smells, or maybe he was trying to have fun by choking me out of the room. I had to put my shirt up over my nose to stop from gagging.
I had yet to get started with my business when some other joker enters the room. This guy screamed out, "What the fuck... it stinks it here!"
The culprit then said, "It's what's left from that rotten salad I ate yesterday. I got the shits forty-five minutes after I ate the goddamn thing."
Then the joker said, as he apparently used the urinal, "And you guys tell me I stink up the bathroom."
Within a minute, both guys were washed up and out of there.
Sitting on this most likely germ-infested porcelain throne for nothing, and feeling rather discouraged after having done absolutely nothing, I still wipe my ass due to force of habit; I throw the clean wad of paper in the toilet, wash my hands and exit the bathroom with a turd packed in my colon.
There were about seventy people interviewing for this crappy $8-an-hour job. Times are tough and the job market is really bad here in Northeastern Ohio. I probably won't get this job or ever become a Shameless Shitter. It takes the right personality to be a Shameless Shitter -- I don't believe it is a learned science.
-- Doniker