Fuck... My bathroom door is broken, again! I try to open it but it's just stuck... I call my boyfriend and he suggests calling the locksmith I called last time. I need to pee so bad; I feel like I'm ready to explode. I make the call and explain the situation, the secretary I'm talking to tells me someone is going to come fix my door in around an hour... I close the call. AN HOUR? THERE'S NO WAY I CAN RESIST THAT LONG. I figure I'll just have to pee in a bottle or a jar. I don't even have time to do that because my phone rings again. I pick up; the secretary has a few other questions for me. As our conversation continues, I feel like I'm about to burst out any minute... And, all of a sudden, I do. I just pee my pants, there and then. I panic and tell the lady on the phone I'll have to call her back in 5 or 10 minutes... Fuck, what a mess! I can't even take a shower... Fuck, fuck, fuck!