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TIFU by not locking the restroom door at work.

Small company, so I guess it could be worse, but, being a small company means I have to see everyone every day all day...

 

If I had access to a private one on a hillside overlooking a valley, I'd have gone -since I don't, I made a break for the one at the end of the hallway past the employee break room. Normally, I'm a bit anal about locking the door behind me, but it kind of slipped my mind, or I assumed I did. As I was sitting there, I realized the door wasn't locked. It bothered me, but, everyone had finished their break, and I had waited until the hall, break room and restroom were clear (I'm a bit of a shy pooper) before heading in.

 

So...

 

I finish, clean myself up, and stand up. Well, I still had a bit of pee left in me, and since my pants were already down around my ankles, I just turned and faced the toilet. It's also force of habit to stand with my back to the door, because you just never know when someone is going to walk in.

Now, being a guy, it doesn't always make it out. As Stephen King once said: "No matter how much you shake and dance, the last few drops end up in your pants." So, I got into the habit of squeezing out what I could after shaking.

This is when the door flies open.

Now, I'm not sure exactly what they saw, but, he was fully inside the restroom looking at me, when he says "oh, sorry." I was standing there, pants down around my ankles, facing the toilet.

I didn't turn around, I just looked over my shoulder and said "just a minute." He walked out and closed the door.

I don't know which is worse though - either think they I was jerking it into the toilet, or, that they think I piss like a 5yr old with my pants around my ankles.

 

So far, 3 people that I saw, smirked as they said hi.

 

 

tldr;

Pooped. Stood up and turned around to pee with pants around ankles still. Someone walked in while I was shaking/squeezing. Now I'm either the restroom perv, or the guy that drops his pants to pee like a kid.

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