The Dumbest Way You've Gotten Scared

Peace Corps in Africa, I was peeing in the chim and happened to look down into the abyss inside the hole…. the abyss stared back… and then a spider bigger than my hand dropped on my shoulder.

The rest of my peeing in the service was spider free, but I basically crawled into the bathroom every day to avoid a spiders.

Jackie Beltaine, I love the NYC-specificity of this answer, and for that reason, you may be rewarded:

CBGB’s bathroom. There’s a good reason it’s been immortalized in movies, TV shows and art. Dear Gods, what was I thinking.

littlesmantha, both of these are horrifying in unique ways:

The grossest place I’ve ever peed was the bathroom at Coyote Ugly in Nashville, which my friend thought we should go to because it would be hilarious and it distinctly was not. The bathroom was covered in everything a bathroom could be covered in and I remember thinking I was glad I was so drunk because I didn’t mind so much.

The worst place I’ve ever peed was on a boat in China, where the bathroom was just a long trough down the middle of the room that you were supposed to squat over to go directly into the river, but there was nothing to hold on to in case the boat moved like a boat so it was a core workout and extremely smelly from I assume all the people who fell over while trying it.

mcstabbypants, I’m not going to recover from this:

I grew up with hippie homesteader parents in the 1970s. For years, we had no indoor toilet, only an outhouse. Do you know how many spiders and millipedes and house centipedes and other creepy crawly things like to live in outhouses? A LOT. Many of them live in the hole and get curious when someone’s ass blocks the light, so they crawl up to investigate. Also, snakes. Peeing in the dark with only a flashlight was especially horrible. I was constantly terrified I would fall in.

We finally got an indoor toilet because my mom told my dad if he didn’t install one he’d be the one dealing with my sister’s cloth diapers all winter. Toilet was installed almost immediately after that statement.

The Old Man from Scene 24, this is stressful:

I’m a guy, so the world is essentially my urinal. Usually.

Back in 1989 or so, I was living in South Jersey and commuting by train into Center City Philadelphia. I usually wasn’t big on hanging out with my coworkers after office hours, but everyone was talking about this new club (I think it was called the Heart Throb) that was just a few blocks from our office, and the boss offered to buy the first round, so what the hell?!

Six hours later….

It is now past midnight, I have already called out sick from my second job and knew I would be bad form to not show up at the 9 to 5 after going out with the boys on a weeknight, so I decided to call it a night. I head to the rest room to recycle about a half-dozen Lowenbraus when i see the line to the men’s room is about 15 deep and the facilities are ‘closed for cleaning’ (i.e. someone puked.)

I look at my watch and realize I have about 20 minute to make the train back to Jersey, otherwise I would have to wait nearly an hour for the next one.

I steel my bladder, and tell myself I can hold it until I get home. Then the cold February wind hit me. I knew at this point I wouldn’t be able to even hold it until I got to the train station, let alone the 45 minutes it would take to me to get home.

Desperately, I look for someplace to relieve myself. I thought I found salvation when i came up to an alley between some buildings. I duck in the alley and unzip…..

All of a sudden, a rat the size of a house cat climbed out of a dumpster and stared at me. Another one poked his head out from behind some boxes.

Suddenly, i no longer had to pee.

The alley i went into was behind a McDonalds. The rats had grown huge on a diet of discarded fast food.

I quickly zip-up and sprint to the train station, just as the train is pulling in.

I grab a seat and hold my bladder for a painful 20 minutes until I get to my station. Once back outside, I find a convenient bush and let go.

It was almost a good as sex.

MyBodyIsAWonderbread, no thanks:

Into a cup that I drank out of a few minutes later.

It was a weird college thing where people won a contest by grossing each other out the most. I did not win because people didn’t believe it was really my own pee. (It was, and it wasn’t bad at all because I had been drinking so much water to prepare.) Note: This contest was discontinued a year later because people took it to the max and it crossed over from funny-gross to horrifying-gross.

Hamologist, haven’t we all?:

I peed on somebody once. I was very young and very drunk and honestly thought the mattress they were sleeping on looked like a toilet.

No one was happy about it the following morning.

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