Sauerkraut conversation.

So, lately I've been going to this one bar to work at that my one professor friend who studies (modern) (Czech) literature goes to, since it's chill and has good prices and between the music and TVs and whatnot, there's a lot of unobtrusive white noise around you that lets you go and focus.

So, the other day I had some dinner at home, including a huge bowl of homemade sauerkraut, and then I hopped the subway a few stops up to go do some work at the bar.

On the train I could feel my stomach gurgling a little bit like I needed to go to the bathroom, but that didn't make too much sense to me since I had already gone to the bathroom earlier that day, and then by the time I walk to the bar it had settled down some, but then I set up my laptop and all of a sudden I need to go to the bathroom again.

"Hey, can you watch my laptop for a second while I run to the restroom?", I asked these two (older) (white) guys who were sitting right next to me at the bar and who had just gotten another round of drinks.

"Sure," the one right next to me was like.

So, I head to the restroom and sit down, and as soon as I sit down and let go a little it's just like this huge stream of water coming out of my ass, and then another huge stream of water coming out of my ass again, and then yet another huge stream of water coming out of my ass yet again.

Then, I wait for a bit to make sure there's no more streams of water coming out of my ass, then I use some of the cheap toilet paper to dab up the remaining ass juice lingering around my anus so I can go back to the bar.

So, I do, and I leave a vague shit smell behind me in the bar restroom.

"Thanks for watching my laptop," I tell the guys who I left there like ten minutes before.

"No problem," the one right next to me is like.

Then, I work some.

Later, two older "stewardesses" from Las Vegas are next to me and we chat a bit, and they're appalled at the harsh abortion laws passing everywhere, and we talk some and the one mentions that her husband said that Melania is the most beautiful and elegant First Lady ever.

"I don't like your husband anymore," the one says to the other.

Then even later when it's closer to closing time, I talk to the one (white) (female) bartender some, and I mention the homemade sauerkraut.

"Bring some in for me next time!", she's like.

"I totally will," I was like, and then I'm like, "But it made me squirt a bomb earlier right when I got here."

And, she doesn't say much.

"I was kind of embarrassed," I was like. "It's really embarrassing to take a shit in a bar restroom, no one really does that."

And, she doesn't say much again, and then goes away as soon as she can to go do something else.