Bravery Incarnate
I was on a first date with a guy who pooped himself. He did manage to tell me what had happened, and we handled it effectively.
We were at the beach, I instructed him to get in the water, away from everyone else, and get himself a bit sorted out. Then I went and bought some alternate shorts for him. It was awkward, but I appreciated that he just plain told me what was going on, rather than trying to cover it up or something.
Seriously, he got major points for manning up and telling me what was going on. Other dates followed, though the relationship didn’t work out. Story credit: Reddit / oddfell