Man at the Urinal

It was a cold night. I was driving my pickup truck down to the mall to do some shopping. My neighbor had told me about a deal on a 4k TV I'd be a fool to pass up.

I pull into the parking lot and find a space to my liking - one that has a sort of grassy area adjacent to it. I like spaces like this one so if I park poorly it isn't as disruptive to others. I stood outside my truck admiring my parking job. Three out of four wheels in the space: score. It was at this time I realized I needed to use the restroom.

This was my biggest mistake.

I entered the bathroom and approached the urinal. I began peeing when someone else came in the restroom. The scoundrel stood at the urinal right next to me. He made a grunting sound, then began to stare at me. His body began to shift and he started peeing all over my shoe. I looked at the man who was staring at me, smiling, peeing on my shoe.

"Why... Why are you doing this?" I managed to ask.

"I hate shoe."

He disappeared in thin air. One moment there... Then.... Gone.

I haven't used the restroom since. That was 5 years ago.

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Credited to ENGROT 

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