One of my co-workers took the keys to the office building next door home. This would normally not be a big deal if the office building next door was not my only access to a toliet while at work. Eight and a half hours into my nine hour shift and I'm starting to feel like I'm about to explode.
I'm about to start closing procedures, hoping to time it perfectly for the 7 PM closing time of the store, so that I can lock up and rush into the freezing cold to find a bathroom. The closest one with any reasonable level of sanitation is the one in the Hotel Vancouver. It'll be a race against time, but I should be able to make it.
I'm going to have to get them to give me a keycard for next door. If I'm going to be expected to work nine hours then at least they can give me a bathroom to use.