So I was at work today and had just begun my mid-afternoon fecal dispersion, when I hear someone walk into the bathroom. My eyes immediately shoot up to the door handle which, since I exclusively use handicapped bathrooms at work for their extra ameneties, is a good 6 feet away and realize that it is unlocked. I am completely vulnerable. Because I am actively pooping, I have a choice to make: Do I get up and move across the stall to lock the door and potentially poop on the floor or, even worse, on myself or do I keep pooping and risk being walked in upon and filled with shame by my presentation? Well, decided to err on the side of modesty which, as you can tell by this post, I have quite a lot of, and stood up to lock the door. Then it happened. The end.