I work at a small gift shop and I’m usually there alone, which is heaven especially when I’m bloated and nobody’s around to hear me let loose! And whenever I feel a dump brewing, I have total control over locking the door 😉
On more than one occasion, I’ve found myself ringing up a customer with a log knocking at the exit…sometimes I wonder what they’d think if they knew they were keeping me from pooping? The delay is always worth it though…once I flip over the closed sign and lock that door the porcelain throne is all mine 🤤 I usually end up having to leave the tiny bathroom’s door open in order to air it out…doesn’t take much in such a tiny space.
Lemme know if you have any similar stories 😘