At secondary school I was in a lesson when I felt myself needing to pass some wind.
So I did it as discretely as I could. But then I felt a sensation that you really don't ever want.
It was wet.
I checked. It soaked through to the seat.
I looked at the person next to me, and at the two others sitting across the table and thought to myself, there's no way out of this with my dignity intact is there? Nope. So instead, I decided to own the situation. I turned to the boy sitting next to me, completely deadpan I said:
"Dave. I've just shat myself".
He laughed and then asked if I was serious. So I said:
"Absolutely. Look there, it's soaked through to my seat."
I stood up and pointed to the puddle on the seat. As word spread across the classroom like wildfire and the teacher started getting confused about what was happening, I stuck my hand up and said:
"Sir? I've just shat myself. Would you mind if I leave to go to the toilets and clean myself up?"
I was excused by the teacher and when I got to the toilet I basically exploded. By the time I had stopped and cleaned myself up, the lesson had finished and the class had moved to another room for another subject.
I walked into that classroom with even the teacher laughing.
So I did it as discretely as I could. But then I felt a sensation that you really don't ever want.
It was wet.
I checked. It soaked through to the seat.
I looked at the person next to me, and at the two others sitting across the table and thought to myself, there's no way out of this with my dignity intact is there? Nope. So instead, I decided to own the situation. I turned to the boy sitting next to me, completely deadpan I said:
"Dave. I've just shat myself".
He laughed and then asked if I was serious. So I said:
"Absolutely. Look there, it's soaked through to my seat."
I stood up and pointed to the puddle on the seat. As word spread across the classroom like wildfire and the teacher started getting confused about what was happening, I stuck my hand up and said:
"Sir? I've just shat myself. Would you mind if I leave to go to the toilets and clean myself up?"
I was excused by the teacher and when I got to the toilet I basically exploded. By the time I had stopped and cleaned myself up, the lesson had finished and the class had moved to another room for another subject.
I walked into that classroom with even the teacher laughing.
