So I'm in this shitty little supermarket and I gotta take a piss, right? So I go to the store manager who's this cocky-eyed young guy who thinks he's real hot shit. I tell him "I gotta piss like a fucking racehorse! Can I use your john?" The son-of-bitch tells me, "Sorry dude but we only have rest rooms for employees." So I shoot back I'm going to piss either in the bathroom or in my pants. He gives me a funny look and tells me to stop acting like a faggot and get the hell out. I then leave and start doing my shopping and while at it, flood my jeans with piss. By the time I reach the counter my pants are soaked. I'm acting like nothing has happened. The manager spots me and then grabs me by my arm and starts escorting me out of the market. Everyone in the store stops and stares at us. As I go flying out the door and hit the ground, this asshole yells at me: "Don't even think about coming back here again, you faggot scum-bag!" And all this shit because I had to take a fucking piss!