In the woods, like all the time.
If I'm headed somewhere and it hits me, on the side of the road.
In parking lots, on beaches, at soccer fields.
If there is a hold up at someone's house, a backyard.
Which one time in college, I was headed back from a party and stopped to pop a squat in a yard, because quite honestly I wasn't going to make it back, and as I was peeing someone inside the house threw on the outside lights.
Peeing in the spotlight, not amazing.
Sometimes when I wake up in the morning and bring my dog outside, it will strike like lightening, and I swear there will be no way I will make it back up my stairs to the bathroom, so I pop a squat in my own yard.
I know, I'm fucking classy.
But really, I just don't care.
If I have to go, I'm gonna go.
So as I was out hiking yesterday, and I hadn't seen anyone in nearly 2 hours, it hit.
I've got to pee.
So with a quick glance either way down the trail, I popped a squat.
Boom, hello silent bicyclists appearing from no where.
There was clearly no way to cover up what I was doing.
So I just chirped a quick hello, which they proceeded to ignore, and everyone continued on their merry way.
It's a good thing running into those people in the future is seriously unlikely.
