So I was a bit early to check into my airbnb. I was in south Dallas in a predominantly black ghetto. I decided to get on the train and explore a bit. I got off at a stop a couple miles south of my airbnb. I noticed how all the houses were run down and there was trash strewn everywhere. So after dining on some fast food, I decided to throw my trash on the ground too. Hey, when in Rome do as the Romans do, right?
I went to a supermarket and took a shit. It was a normal and unremarkable shit. The bathroom, for a ghetto supermarket, was surprisingly clean.
I got back on the train and decided I would check out the area by its final destination, University of North Texas. Then it hit me.... I had to shit again. This happens quite a bit. First I will take a solid shit then 20 minutes later Ill have to shit again, this time diarrhea. The train stopped. I looked around desperately for a fast food restaurant or something. I saw none....just pine trees, a parking lot, and the campus off in the far, far distance.
I began to panic. It is difficult trying to piss or shit around train stops because theres always a cop around. I didnt see any.....but I would have to lug a heavy suitcase and heavy backpack with me across the parking lot to get to a place to shit away from public eye. I seriously began to contemplate shitting on the floor of the train. There was no one in the car I was in. I saw in the next car there was an elderly lady who would be unlikely to notice. One time I had urinated in a city bus, while I was its only passenger. But I had never had to shit on public transportation. I looked around nervously for a camera, like a crackhead looks around before taking a hit of crack. I could see no cameras.
I got off the bus, nervously grimacing as I walked by a couple train employees. I let out a couple farts as I was walking by them. They had to have noticed. I was worried that I had sharted. I lugged my luggage an agonizing distance towards a secluded area of the parking lot. I dropped my bags and ran into the brush.....it was thorny, and the trees were pine. The dry small tree branches picked at me as I tried to secure an area to do my business.
I struggled to pull down my size 34 jeans which are quite tight on me. Finally! They arrived at my ankles. I backed my ass up to a pine tree and defecated. The color and consistency was as if someone had put a pumpkin pie in a blender.
Now what was I to wipe my ass with? I had no spare roll of toilet paper, which I usually carry around because this stuff happens quite a bit. There were pine needles everywhere. Couldnt wipe with those! The bus schedule I had in my pocket might work! I wiped my ass on the glossy paper making sure to avoid the staples. But this could not get the job done. I walked to my suitcase and grabbed some socks. They were made by a brand called Gold Toe which is sold by JC Penney. Well, they would turn into light brown toe now!
I emerged from the dense pine brush after doing my business. I relaxedly made my way back to the train.