When pee attacks - a rerun

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Feeling nostalgic, went looking in the archives and remembered pisses of years past.

Follow the link if you are bored. Several torrid stories of those with less than stelar bodily control.

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When pee attacks

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Tony Capputo's is one of SLC's best deli's, and I often find myself there getting the Italian cold cuts. Today was no different and I found myself there as I was leisurely enjoying my sandwich reading the local alternative newspaper, City Weekly that comes out every Thursday.

Well, one fountain drink quickly became a blur of fountain drinks as the free refills started to mount up. My lunch hour over, I head to the bathroom because I knew there was no way I could hold it until I crossed town and made it back to work.

The fact that I committed to the public restroom speaks volumes about how badly I needed bladder relief. I do not use public restrooms. I have comfort zones that include my house, my office and that’s about it.

Full of the evils of Dr. Pepper I push on the door, already feeling the pain of an overly full bladder, and relishing in the sweet relief the urinal was going to offer.

I push the door harder. It's locked, and an employee tells me it is malfunctioning and tells me I could use the bathroom in Pioneer Park. - I'm in trouble. I already let my bladder know relief was coming, and he wasn't taking no for an answer.

I look at Pioneer Park, as usual full of the homeless and downtrodden. I like the homeless, nice group of people, but I AM NOT SHARING THIER BATHROOM! Hell, I barely got up the sack to use the restraunts.

I make for my truck and head off to work. Pain is gripping me, making me wish I had trained harder. Can you train for weak bladder? Red lights are my nemesis, but they are everywhere. I can't go a block without having a 2 minute wait.

Then, just 3 blocks shy of the office I get stopped at a deadly left hand turn light crossing the TRAX commuter train. This was going to be a good 5 minute wait. A wait I was not going to survive. I start thinking of options.

Piss yourself. - Never a good option unless surrounded by asian women begging you to do so.

Get out of the truck and piss on the pavement. To risky, pedestrians everywhere, I'm right across from the downtown library.

The empty fountain cup. - Salvation is mine! 24 oz of pure pissing freedom. It had a couple swallows of DP left, but I chug it knowing relief is finally here, I mean why waste good Caffeine?

I am in a truck, so no one can see what is happening. I unzip drop the fishing tackle in and let go. Relief was mine. The feeling of the cup suddenly turning warm in my hands brought me back from the edge of pure pleasure I was experiencing.

When the lord said I will bless you and your cup will runeth over, I didn't know this is what he had in mind. I've got to tie this beast off and now! Honking from behind leads me to another dilemma, the green arrow forcing me to drive. Twig out, cup FULL of piss, one hand on the wheel and fighting an uncooperative bladder. No red lights and a few seconds later I am in my parking lot.

I fix the lid back on the cup, zip up and race out of the truck. Toss the cup into the industrial garbage can and head for the comforts only a properly sanitized bathroom can offer.

Another day of survival on the mean streets of Salt Lake City without wetting my pants, the rest of the day should be a piece of cake.

[khakis]

wait, why would a dude be afraid to piss in strange or unclean places? That's one of the things that's awesome about being a dude!

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