Things you can't unsee.

Warning: Not nice.

Sometimes in life, things happen. You see things you were never meant to see... things no-one is ever meant to see. Things you can't unsee. When something like this happens, the shock and disbelief are instant and you are left wondering where to turn.

Today I went to the shopping mall with my friend and was looking forward to an afternoon of window shopping and catching up. At first, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Too busy wrapped in our own conversation, I had no warning of the impending "thing you can't unsee". It was the smell that hit us first, and for a spilt second I was at a loss, wondering from whence the foul smell came.

Then I saw it. The thing you can't unsee.

Walking a mere few steps in front of me, one of the worst things I have ever seen. A guy who had decorated not only the inside of his own shorts, but all down his legs and into his socks with a lovely, wet, chunky shade of brown. Mr Pooinhispants.

I dry-retched for 10 mins and my friend seriously thought I was going to puke. I honestly nearly did.

Perhaps the worst thing was the way Mr Pooinhispants was so unaffected by his obvious social fail. It was like he didn't even realise there was anything wrong. I hope it wasn't long before someone came to his rescue, but I just couldn't deal with that person being me.

I wasn't going to mention this, seeing as I am still traumatised and not sure whether it is a bad thing to share the mental images around, but I thought it might provide some sense of perspective on the issue. So if this is an overshare, I apologise, but I think I am safe in thinking nothing could compare to the reality.