I wanted to write tonight and was trying to figure out about what. I had sort of decided on Fame, how I am a little surprised how much I love her already. I expected a transition/mourning period when I realized she wasn't Claren and processed that. But that hasn't happened. I just love her tons.
I sat in urine-soaked pants for most of the afternoon, not for any physical failing of my own.
I mean there were physical failings, but I had anticipated those and gone to the restroom early enough to deal with them.
No, the failing was the guy who decided to use the wheelchair stall even though he is not in a wheelchair.
The added problem is I see no solution other than humiliating myself by going into my boss's office, saying I peed in my pants because the stall was being used and what's the solution.
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