It didn’t used to be this way.
For hundreds of thousands of years, species peed freely, whenever, wherever. Yes, whether we were roaming jungles, crossing iced bridges, or having picnics in the plains, it wasn’t always pretty, but when nature called, we answered.
Things are a bit different now.
Most of the time, our bladders are all blocked up.
With stadium seating, boardroom meetings, kid’s soccer games, and less than smooth highway lanes, the one thing we didn’t build in was an easy way to clear some leaves and squat in the corner. Honestly, how many times have you been looking for parking and circling the lot, waiting for a movie to wrap up the plot, or just fumbling with keys so you can race to the pot?
Listen, I’ve been there too.
It’s always a tight squeeze, with bouncing knees and gritted teeth, but we accept this tradeoff in exchange for living in our bright and modern world of pants. And in a world where everybody wears pants is great, don’t get me wrong. It’s just that it cramps our style sometimes.
That’s why finally peeing after holding it in forever feels so great. It’s like a million years of animalistic need bursting through the chains and restraints of modern social norms. It’s the bathroom equivalent of a primal scream and it feels oh so incredibly…