When I shat my pants at work, I just told my boss that I needed to leave and he said “OK.” You don’t even have to think about the shit in your pants with mutual trust and respect.
Fair, and that would probably work just fine at my current job, but I was working at a gas station and 19 years old. Very seldom would a gas station manager let an employee leave without feeling very entitled to an explanation.
When I shat my pants at work, I just told my boss that I needed to leave and he said “OK.” You don’t even have to think about the shit in your pants with mutual trust and respect.
Fair, and that would probably work just fine at my current job, but I was working at a gas station and 19 years old. Very seldom would a gas station manager let an employee leave without feeling very entitled to an explanation.
Of course; I just wanted to share my personal situation and pants-shitting scenario.