(Editor's note: I normally edit stories for grammar and spelling. But this one would have been such a pain in the ass, I didn't bother. It's a funny story either way. So here it is, as the author submitted it.)
(In the author's defense, his email address DID have a French name... so it's possible that English isn't his first language. I hope so.)
After thinking twice about the story I will tell, I'm wondering what are the chance for a situation like that to happen again.. my first guess would be 1 over 30 Octodecillion .. anyway so it was about 6 years ago, (and yes, it still remains in my head), I was at high school. It wasn't a private school to wich I moved 1-2 years after. It was public and there were 2 mongols teens. You know, logically at young age, teenagers can possibly try to have fun with people with a less intelligence or having brain's problems. But we were pretty correct with those 2 guys and I mean, most of guys and girls was trying to help them the most of the time.
One day, during the boring french course, I needed to exit a log and my time left was approx 5mins ! I was kinda shy to stand up and go but damn, when you gotta go, you gotta go. So I ran forward through the closest men's bathroom. As I jerked the door open, making a 180 eye-roll to check for any dudes shitting/pissing, It was a 5 stalls / 3sinks / 5 urinals set-up by the way, I saw one of the 2 mongols at the urinals. And Since the men are pissing in the urinal for ages (well...) , I didn't even think about "why he could possibly be there" It's a natural call... So I went to the urinal at the extreme end of the wrestroom ( I like this urinal because you get the sun in the face while letting loose your hot piss). I started to piss and with a matter of seconds I totally forgot the dude at my left due to the Zen period in wich I was.
Within seconds, I near a noise. As I wonder what it was, I finished my piss, zipped my pants, turned backwards and then I saw the most Unexpectable/unimaginable scene of my life: The mongol (Alex I think..) was back to his urinal, pants dropped with all the face red, acting like a dude on a porcelain taking a shit. (well at second thought he was trying to shit actually..) I saw the crumbled log exited and jeted in the urinal as he was helping it with his hand. He turned back to me, (I suppose all of this was normal for him..) and then he said: "Hi, Do I still have some in it?" to wich I replied: "Huh..yes.." as I did a little move of head forward, letting him supposed I'm looking with truth and conviction and that I feel great with the "normal" situation of his...didnt want to vex him... So I started a slow shame walk to the door, trying not to look at the shit everywhere near him...
I finally got out of this near-hell wrestroom... but the idea to have look in a buttcrack loaded of shit will hunt me forever.
Dear lord thank you I never see that guy in a bathroom again...
-- Riderman