[martyup]

My memorable public humiliation came in 1st grade.  You see, I was raised on a large farm where urination urges were quelled at the nearest bush.  Well, finding myself on the far side of the playground, distant from the restrooms but conveniently close to some large shrubs, without any mental calculation of inappropriateness I relieved myself forthwith.  Despite the fact that my back was duly turned on other students so that only the bushes could view my privates,  at least one fellow student took exception to my choice of location for urination.  I was called to the Principal's office and for several weeks thereafter subjected to sessions with a psychologist armed with a stack of Rorschach cards.

[martyup]

My memorable public humiliation came in 1st grade.  You see, I was raised on a large farm where urination urges were quelled at the nearest bush.  Well, finding myself on the far side of the playground, distant from the restrooms but conveniently close to some large shrubs, without any mental calculation of inappropriateness I relieved myself forthwith.  Despite the fact that my back was duly turned on other students so that only the bushes could view my privates,  at least one fellow student took exception to my choice of location for urination.  I was called to the Principal's office and for several weeks thereafter subjected to sessions with a psychologist armed with a stack of Rorschach cards.