Uh-Oh

Most people that know me, know that I'm a picky eater. My pickiness(not sure if that is a real word or not) is not limited to food, but to beverages as well. As a rule, I drink only beer, milk, and water. I've just never been one to indulge in coffee and sodas.
The problem is, every now and then, I decide to drink something new. About a week ago, my friend introduced me to a new juice/smoothie, that is really good. On my way to rehearsal tonight, I decided to buy some since I was in the mood for something different.
The problem is, when your body is used to only 3 types of liquids, it doesn't know how to handle anything new. I drank my berry burst smoothie like it was going out of style. An hour later, I didn't feel too well...use your imagination.
The 303 only has one bathroom. I tried my best to wait till rehearsal was done, but gave up when I realized I was not going to make it. I probably should have just waited. See, the toilet wouldn't flush when I was done.
I'm not really sure why I'm writing about this, since it is really gross, but at the same time, it's kind of funny. Anyhow, I could have been absolutely mortified, but instead, I stood in the bathroom laughing. In a situation like that, what else can you do really?
I figured the reason the toilet wasn't flushing was because someone had used it right before me. I figured that if I waited a few minutes, I could go back in there and flush again. No one would know anything had happened. I left the bathroom and prayed that no one would go in there. As far as I know, no one did, and except for everyone reading my blog, no one will ever know what happened.