Closest or cleanest

I don't know why I always do this to myself. 

I decide to drink a gallon of water en route to a story that's in the middle of nowhere. 

I swear I thought I was going to pee my pants before the 6:00 news. 

My photographer must have seen the pain behind my eyes because he broke down the truck faster than the lightning that almost killed our live shot. 

"Closest or cleanest," he asked.

"CLOSEST!" 

I didn't care what the gas station looked like- as long as it had a toilet. 

I must say, the sign outside the women's restroom was...comforting.

Hey, when you gotta go you gotta go.