No matter what this place is trying, you aren’t an animal!

You detour to the left and walk up to the restroom. You look up to find that it’s the man’s restroom. You swivel your head around, scanning for a woman’s bathroom. You look around the corner to check if there’s one along that way. As you feverishly look the area up and down, you see a man wearing overalls, emblazoned with a large Minchest Farms logo over the front. Assuming he’s a farmhand, you quickly pull your head back around the corner. You think about moving on due to the lack of a woman’s bathroom, but your bladder has other ideas. You quickly dart inside the door, and slowly but surely walk past the urinals, a sign warning that the floor has just been scrubbed and waxed. You make your way into the first stall, and quickly throw it open. Scurrying inside, you pull the door shut. You quickly reach down to pull off your pants and cotton panties, to remember their unfortunate fate. You relax your muscles, and lean back on the toilet seat. You’ve been holding it in for so long, your urine shoots out like laser. You think you hear something, but dismiss it. After you finish up, you fold up some toilet paper and clean up. You sit for a bit, and start trying to formulate a plan. When, not if, you get to the loading dock, what will you do from there? Flipping solutions through your mind, you look up startled, as someone threw the stall wide open. While staring up, you curse yourself for being in such need of release to forget to lock the stall door.