When my sister was a little girl, my parents took her with them to the hardware store. My dad was looking at tools. If you knew my dad, you would know that this meant he was going to be there for quite a while. My sister had just been potty trained and was complaining that she really had to go to the bathroom. She kept complaining to my mom that she needed to go pee. My mom kept telling her she was going to have to wait. Finally, my parents looked around and she wasn't there anymore. They went to look for her and found her peeing in the display toilet. My poor parents and those poor workers had to clean it all up.