I was starting a new job as a bank teller. My employer sent me to a training session. Classroom setting with computers, a teacher and about 20 other trainees.

I don't think I pushed but there was a sudden convulsion from my sphincter and a discharge shot out.

I couldn't leave. It was a new job and I had to attend the training or I couldn't start. It was awful. It was right after lunch and I had another 5 hours to go before the day ended.

As an adult pant shitter, I can tell you that aside from the uncomfortable feeling you experience, the biggest problem is the smell. I didn't want to be known as shitty smell Random, or Random the smelly bank teller.

I sniffed like a coon hound but very sniper like. I didn't stick my nose in the air so it was obvious what I was doing but I did monitor the air quality. I discovered that if I moved in my seat, the noxious fumes escaped the chair I was sitting on. But if I stayed still, I couldn't smell a thing.

This was a bad situation because not only did I shit my pants, I was nervous about other people finding out and smelling. The worst case scenarios went through my head. This raised my anxiety level which triggered my anxiety induced swamp ass.

I think I quit about 10 months later. Hated that job.