Andy Meisels Goes Swimming - Segment 3

Andy Has Some Bad Luck

Carl mentioned an event, where I stepped into a Korean outdoor privy, a hole dug in the middle of a forest (I think) and covered with autumn leaves. I stunk to high heaven and everybody kept their distance from me; all except Carl. He suggested that I borrow his pants, go back to the barracks, put on a pair of fresh ones, and bring him a fresh one too. I did so, in pitch dark, walking past invisible troops just above the road, with my heart in my throat. I did all this, except one; I forgot to bring Carl a fresh pair!!! So I had to repeat the perilous journey, but this time I was even more scared than before. And Carl never took credit for what he did for me.