So, this one time I had to pee so very badly. This was before I had heard that whole "if you're thirsty you're already dehydrated" saying is a load of crap. But that's okay, because I was about to hop on my bus and I was only two stops away from home. I get on my bus, but as the doors shut I notice that the route has changed. This is now an "expedited line" and it's going to pass my stop. Great. Well it turns out it was reeeeally expedited. The first stop was miles away! So I get out as soon as I'm able and I have to pee like no other. I was already crossing my legs and clenching my fists. I run across the overpass to get the bus back. Now you say, why not stop at a local business, or pop a squat in an adjacent bush? My thoughts exactly as the situation was dire, but this was the I-5 in California. No bushes, no trees. Freeway for miles and nothing promising in sight. I eventually make it to the bus stop on the other side, and think, okay, so do I just pee in front of all the passing cars or try to wait it out?! It was a difficult decision. I was doing kegels at this point and thinking of the desert. Suddenly, my bladder made that decision for me, and I could feel myself start to give in. Once the stream started it was hard to stop. I was sitting at the stop trying to hold back the flood juuuuust as my bus home arrived. The doors open and I instinctively stand to get on. I feel a warm drip down my leg as I do this, horror obvious on my face. The bus driver leans over to look at me in shock. "Are you..okay?" he says. I sit back down, and look away. Yea, I can totally pull off that I didn't ever actually want to get on this bus. nope. He asks again. "Fine!!", I tried to say unconvincingly. He looks confused but closes the door and moves on. The bus passes and I sit in my own urine awaiting the next. It will be 25 minutes at least. I say fuck it, couldn't get much worse than this, and piss my pants to my hearts content.