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When Everything Is Occupied

Posted 07.30.2007 by Sarah EA (11)
I awoke at the hotel to the most excruciating stomach pains known to man. I have a poor digestive system, and I don't think that the alfalfa sprouts and nuts that I consumed yesterday were a smart choice on my behalf. So I sprang out of bed before my situation became too grave and began to round up everything I needed to get myself to the bathroom down the hall. Slippers: check. Keys to bathroom: check. Decently clothed: check. Crazy, unruly hair up in ponytail: check!! I was ready to go.

Happy that I wasn't in the usual panic of making it to the bathroom as in past cases, I casually made my way down the hall and around the corner to the bathroom. I was just in time, too, as I felt my belly growl with the familiar pains of a sour stomach.

I put the key in the lock and slowly turned, only to hear, to my utter dismay, the shout of an unfamiliar voice from the other side of the door. "Sorry, it is occupied!"

It was the voice of an elderly man with a British accent, and it gave me the distinct impression that it was going to be a while before he exited. My heart sank, but my bowels sank further, and I was slowly overcome with an old, familiar feeling of pure panic.

Where the hell was I going to go to the bathroom???

I made my way back to the room in short, quick steps, too afraid to widen my stride for fear that my bowels would find a way down my leg. I remembered that my boyfriend had a key to the downstairs bathroom; if only I could recall where he had placed it.

I fumbled for my room key to unlock the door, my palms now sweaty and my breathing labored. Once I was in the room, I began to ravage my surroundings. Bookshelves, drawers, pants pockets, jewelry boxes... all the while my bowels threatening to gush forth like the water at Niagara Falls.

Please, God. Help me.

In that moment, my eye fell upon a key hanging on a nail behind the door. I yanked it from its perch and quickly read the tag. The word "bath" had been neatly etched on its side.

Joy! Utter joy! Nearly unhinging the door, I yanked it open and started a quick jaunt down the hall, down the flight of stairs, around the corner, and through the swinging doors that eventually led me to the downstairs bathroom. I squeezed my butt cheeks and straightened my back as I stood before the door that would eventually bring me great relief.

But before I could even lodge my beloved bathroom key into the lock, I was seized with terror as the sound of running water rose from the other side of the door, immediately followed by the squeaking of the curtain rings as they glided across the iron shower rod, indicating the beginning of someone's shower time.

It is difficult for me to express how I felt or what I was thinking in that moment. It was a mix of so many emotions: anger, disappointment, sadness, and confusion. But the most resounding emotion was fear. I was terrified at the much less desirable choices that I was left with.

I could shit on the floor outside the bathroom. Nope. No way.

I could shit in my pants on my walk back to the room. Nope. Too traumatic.

I could race back to the room, grab a large plastic back, and relieve myself into it. Then I could take said plastic bag and place it in another plastic bag and then another plastic bag and then deposit it in the hotel garbage receptacle.

Yep. That is what I did. I was left with no other choice but to defecate in a plastic bag in my small hotel room, gazing out at the New York sky.

And that, my friends, is how I began my day.

Thunderbox (824) -- 07.30.2007

Isn`t that what the wastebaskets are for in these no toilet hotel rooms? Fill `em up and empty them out the window into the skip or the huddle of winos below.

C Everett Poop (633) -- 07.30.2007

Must be a pretty posh hotel to have bathrooms down the hall. I usually stay at the ones with the bathroom right in the room. What was I thinking?

Frank2401 (188) -- 07.30.2007


_C Everette, I was thinking the same thing. Well, if she stays at that hotel again, maybe she should bring along a litter box. _____
Press on warts, who would buy those? -Well, hags mostly.

CC (not verified) -- 07.30.2007

Those waste baskets are for ice so you can put beer and ice in them.If you are staying at a hotel with minimal accommodations like that you might have to sacrifice the adult beverages.

doniker (1535) -- 07.30.2007

I have stayed at some very nice bed and breakfast places in which we had to share bathrooms; it was basically a huge house with many bedrooms and the bathrooms were out in the hall.
No big deal.

Miss Simone Scat (570) -- 07.30.2007

Guys, I have stayed in some real shitholes in NYC and never had to go down the hall to use the WC.
Sarah, Where is the lovely Den of Desire?
Producing waste since 1967

Hamster (580) -- 07.30.2007

Ditto for London too!!! But when you need to get up once in the night to pee, lack of 'en suite' is not an option.

But this raises an interesting question!! I once was very uncomfortable at bedtime but had no urge to shit, then I woke up in the night feeling even worse, so walked around the house for a while till eventually something was forthcoming. But that is the only time I've ever shit during the night in all my (far too many) years!! Am I unusual (even more unusual than I know I already am!!)?

Deja Poo (615) -- 07.30.2007

You should have called Housekeeping and asked them to bring up a fresh roll of bathroom for your toilet paper and a some fresh showers to go with your towel.

The Waldorf Astoria has rooms starting at $409/night. They're a bit more accommondating than your room at the Fleabag Suites Inn.

Be careful though. Those mini-bar charges can make the stay really expensive.
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Yo quiero Taco Bell.

Deja Poo (615) -- 07.30.2007

"But when you need to get up once in the night to pee, lack of 'en suite' is not an option."

That's why you keep an empty 20-oz Coke bottle in your room.
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Yo quiero Taco Bell.

Hamster (580) -- 07.30.2007

DP - thank you! I'll remember that if the eventuality arises!!

The Thunderous ... (660) -- 07.30.2007

There is NOOOOOOO wayyyyyy the ol Crapper would stay at a hotel without my own bathroom. Cripes Motel 6's have their own bathrooms. My god defecating in a plastic bag? First of all that would be out with me because I produce so much gas that it could burst the bag. I couldnt even imagine. You are a brave girl!
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The Thunderous Crapper 63 Enjoying home toilet advantage since 2004!

Lame comment!
Anonymous Coward (not verified) -- 07.30.2007

What a "stinky" story. Try again.

Hamster (580) -- 07.30.2007

Sarah - I should have said, instead of getting side-tracked on 'en suite facilities' that I liked the story, anyway! I felt your desperation!

Gaseous Glay (109) -- 07.31.2007

Good story. Captured the toilet separation anxiety and fear of crapping one's pants which is the "essence" of PoopReport. Those plastic bags, I read, are called "Flying Latrines" in toilet deprived Africa because once filled, you open your window and fling it as far as you can. They've become a terrible environmental problem in some countries.

Fudgepump (366) -- 07.31.2007

Any port in a storm, Sarah. Far better to choose your emergency dump site than to unload in a common area or all over yourself.

Sarah EA (11) -- 07.31.2007

Hey guys! Thanks for the comments on my poop bag story. I think it is important to reveal that I live in a hotel that offers residency to some of its clients (I just don't want to reveal the name). Some rooms have their own WC's and some don't. If you would like a WC in your room the rent goes over $2000. If not, it is under $2000 or at least around $2000.

How's that for choices? I will be leaving this place soon. Very soon.

Hamster (580) -- 07.31.2007

Sarah - I hope you do!! It doesn't sound like you get a great deal at that hotel. Hope you find somewhere where you can have a relaxed poop in the night in your own toilet, if the need arises again!!

CC (not verified) -- 07.31.2007

I live in Staten Island.If you are going to spend 2 grand you can rent a house.Rents are usually $900 for a studio,$1200 for a one bedroom or $1500 for a 2 bedroom.In The City I think studios or lofts are $2000 plus one bedrooms $3000 plus and a 2 bedroom could be as much as $5000.You get a toilet regardless of your price range.

DRIP_DOWN_YO_LEG (21) -- 08.03.2007

must not be a very good hotel but hey u gotta go u gotta go way to take action into your own hands and stick it to them... maybe they'll consider putting in a few more toilets now if they found ur poo bag

DRIP_DOWN_YO_LEG (21) -- 08.04.2007

good story hope to hear more soon
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i have met many people that talk like asses i have not however met many asses that talk like people

Lame comment! -1 point
DRIP_DOWN_YO_LEG (21) -- 08.04.2007

so funny i could imagine myself doing that great story those bastards not havin bathrooms in your room
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i have met many people that talk like asses but i have not met many asses that talk like people

greenpoopertrooper (334) -- 08.13.2008

What kind of hotel doesn't have bathrooms in the rooms? How many rooms were there, b/c that may explain the absence of bathrooms
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I will never shit somewhere that only has that horrible, scratchy brand of toilet paper. That stuff sucks!

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