I don't know why I just remembered this, or why I chose to forget it, but I was just in the shower and it all came flooding back. I work at a national park when I was 19 and, at that time in my life, I was a social cripple. I had pretty bad anxiety and panic attacks, though I didn't know what to call it at the time. I just thought I was crazy. Don't ask me how I managed to get a job at this park, I don't remember and I still can't believe I did. Add onto my social disability a "thing" with using public toilets; I hated it. I'm talking about Number 2 here and I just couldn't do it in public and would often hold it and get up around 3am to sneak into the deserted bathroom. All the park employees shared these bathrooms and showers; it was a dorm-like setting. Anyway, I just remembered that I took a dump in the shower this one time because there were people shaving, pissing and/or shitting in the bathroom. Too many people meant that I would have to hold it until nighttime, but I REALLY had to go. So, I removed the little drain grate and dropped my load directly into the pipe. The details are fuzzy, but I think it went down easily enough and required only a little hand manipulation. At the time, it just seemed like the easiest thing to do. Now, I feel like a fucking freak. Luckily, it was the one and only time I had ever done something like that, though my "thing" about using public bathrooms lingered for many years. I'm all better now.
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