So, there I was up in Plover Wisconsin droppin a load of sweet potatoes at the McCain's Foods. We got in at about 10pm with an unload time of 0300, so they parked us out in the boondocks parking lot for the night. Now, I guess we could have gone to the nearby truckstop (that fit only 2 trucks) but we decided to stay there at the receiver. Well, whatever I ate that day truckin up through Illinois really had the bowels moving and grumbling. I knew I was in for some trouble that night. A bottle of water settled the stomach and I went to bed.
Well, around 0230, I woke up to some serious grumblings and gas, and knew that I had to go right then and there. I threw on my pants (it was 33 degrees out there) and my coat and went lookin for a toilet. After searching high and low, and asking the guard shack, I knew that I was in trouble... No place to go, and the urge was gettin stronger.
Good ole American ingenuity is always a life saver, and after some serious pressure I found my throne. It was originally manufactured to be a small bathroom trash can, but for my purposes, it was going to be a lifesaving throne of goodness, with a walmart bag for the "disposal".
Now, by this time, it was a little after 0300, our appointment time, and i could not find a private place to save a penny, but there was a line of trailers behind ours, so I found a nice dark spot between two trailer tandems that served as a private spot.I set down the newly appointed "can" and dropped trou and got to business. It didn't take long, with all the pressure built up and all, and I filled that bag to capacity.
If you have been attentive, you would realize, much like I did at that moment, that I forgot one .... little .... thing ! ! !Yes, the toilet paper was nowhere to be found... Just as I had that relevation, I see flashlights shining around the parking lot.... Oh Crap... once again, good ole american can do attitude, a pocket knife, and a t-shirt and voila,
instant TP. Just as I finish and tie the bag, along comes the guard...... As he approached, my sarcasm flashed as I greeted him with
" where were you about 5 minutes ago?" Whew... close call....
So, There I was ...
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cant tell you were in the military!
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LOL...I see I am not the only one... Feel free to post a good fish tale Here..
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After reading that, now I can't finish my breakfast.
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TMI... I hope that wasn't the highlight of your day!
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Can I have it?
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That is why I carry a Luggable Loo, heavy duty trash bags, kitty litter and some TP. All fits under your bunk even if you have a bunk heater.
Had it happen once when I was in Griffin GA. at a CAT plant. Woke up at 03:00 and had less than five mins before total explosion
. Had to use a tree in woods behind the trailer drop lot. I was in no risk of being caught as there was no one around. But after I dropped (the trailer load
) I went to Cabelas and got the Loo.
Look up Luggable Loo it cost about 10.00 and every otr driver should have one. Because as you know sometimes you just can't find a toilet. -
That's why I carry a wad of $1s. Like you, been there and done that in a similar situation. Mother nature, sometimes will not wait. Glad everything came out alright. No pun intended.
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Just to be clear, IT IS A STORY ! ! ! As a newbie, I find some things worthy of satire.Meltom Thanks this.
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I set down the newly appointed "can" and dropped trou and got to business. It didn't take long, with all the pressure built up and all, and I filled that bag to capacity.
Yes, the toilet paper was nowhere to be found... Just as I had that relevation, I see flashlights shining around the parking lot.... Oh Crap... once again, good ole american can do attitude, a pocket knife, and a t-shirt and voila,
instant TP. Just as I finish and tie the bag, along comes the guard...... As he approached, my sarcasm flashed as I greeted him with