When you lack faith in the integrity of the door lock to the public restroom you're using, and are so paranoid someone is going to walk in on you that panic causes sphincter muscle contraction, preventing relief of your bowels.
This could actually cause your shit to take even an even more awkwardly long time to complete, when you were hoping you could pull it off like you just ran in there for a pee.
When you eventually do emerge from the restroom, the person on the other side of the door will totes know what you been up to.
Remember to wash your hands afterwards, regardless of your productivity level.
Your hope that screaming "It's occupied" loud enough for the person in the cafe hallway to hear you will spare them from walking in, creating an awkwardprison-type situation between you and an eight year old child.
*Rattling of the door handle*
"IT'S OCCUPIED!!!"
*so scared you can't shit, aka being scared shitless*
When you prepare for your FIRST colonoscopy by drinking the prescribed gallon of Golightly, then shit your brains out, then wait for the doctor to shove a camera a few feet up your arse. You'd best be scared, AND shitless, lest you have to repeat.
The thought of it all is way worse than the reality of it. Shit 'cher brains out and swallow your pride!
When my doctor recommended a colonoscopy I was scared shitless, and rendered shitless by the prep.
An absolutely foolproof way to keep minors from viewing content deemed "too mature" for them to watch.
Billy: "So I was trying to watch some videos for an M rated game, and I ran into an age gate, so I put in my real birthday. SOMEHOW it managed to figure out that I am 12. CURSE YOU AGE GATE!!!"
Bill: "Fucking age gate! *quick scroll* THERE! I was born on January 1, 1904. Fuck you age gate."