Today I witnessed a urine tantrum. At work. Committed by an adult. Who wasn’t drunk.
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY A URINE TANTRUM?” you might ask, and rightly so. For, even though this action is self-defining… and self-describing… it is also unbelievable by most civilized people, such as yourself, my dear reader.
Well, no… almost anyone that reads this site is slightly demented or perverted or something. But I digress..
A “Urine Tantrum” is when a grown person, in this case: a Truck Driver, gets so aggravated, agitated, incensed or pissed off that they fly into a rage that culminates in the pissing of pants! Today, that was caused by a driver getting the runaround from me and his dispatcher.
Sometimes, if you’re REALLY lucky, you can get the person to whip it out and pee all over the room. While doing a little jig. Like a leprechaun, only the pot of gold isn’t at the end of the rainbow… it’s streaming outta the wiener!
Oh, sure… I COULD have helped him out. I COULD have looked at his paperwork, figured out what was up, called his dispatcher and provided information that could have prevented this… HOWEVER, I was having a bad day. and I desperately needed to feel good about myself and felt that watching a grown man peepee his pants would help.
It did.
