and had to shit like a madman. It hit me like a thunderbolt and I knew I couldn't climb the ladder down. I jumped off the front porch and the impact of the landing jarred the entire log out into my underwear and jeans. I got in my truck and left never speaking to the lady I was working for. She was waving for me to stop but I drove right past her ass and went home to clean up.
That's what you call libreing your luncha....
I was 17 or 18 when this happened. I told my boss when I got back and he was cool about it.