Todays adventure brings me to The Apartments at American Tobacco in downtown Durham NC. Now first things first. I am absolutely infatuated with this place. If I made over 100k a year this would be where I would want to live. It's just so suave and cool. But anyways, on to business.
I felt today's brick coming a mile away. Woke up this morning with a bubbly stomach and just knew today was going to be a blog entry kind of day. I went up to the leasing office and asked to use the john. I usually avoid this place because there is almost zero privacy here. The thin bathroom door is literally 10 feet from where someone works. But the way I felt, the time limit that was about to expire before I crapped my pants was closing in. In other words, I didn't care if it sounded like I was murdering someone in there, this was gonna happen!
So I ran in and from the time I locked the door to the time I sat down was a blur. The only thing I remember was ripping my coat off and throwing it on the floor. I sat down and flushed at the same time I went so not to stink up the joint. It was pointless because before the bowl could refill with water I had filled it back up with round 2 of my feces. It made me wish I never courtousy flushed just so I could see the full mountain of poop I was holding on to. I reflushed before I wiped. Today's butt shredder was 7 wipes! What a stinky, sweaty, and painful return.... But oh was it a good one!
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