The last time i threw up into a public toilet was on a flight to Colorado. The good thing, if you can call it that, was that I felt sick before even taking off and was in the toilet first and for much of the flight, thus limiting additional passenger contributions. The bad thing was that whole Newtonian law of motion thing. When the plane descended, without the benefit of a window I had no idea we were close and, positioned right over the bowl, my head bounced off the rim.
I have never tried hovering over a urinal. The logistics seem iffy, and dirty.
You vomit in the urinal?
Hovering generally refers to pissing (for women).
Why the hell would I hover to puke?
To puke, I get my face as close to the water as my back will allow.
Phhbt! Hover to puke, pulease!
You’re a regular man of the hurled.
That was weak, I expect better from you, young man!
And just about every person I know that worries about germs takes themselves too seriously. If that’s true of the OP, stop it. Now.
There. I just saved you years of therapy, and a lot of money.
I used to dig up leach fields to inspect them. I used to take samples from septic tanks. I used to regularly touch effluent with a gloved hand. Trust me, germs don’t bother me. The idea of entering society covered in slop and odor does.
And, it’s just icky!
(Woman, akshally.) Yeah, I’ve barfed everywhere, man.
That’s understandable, but if the toilet area isn’t noticeably sloppy and odorous, then why are you so worried about touching it?
What’s the difference, practically speaking, between fear of contamination that’s undetectable by unaided sense perception and plain old fear of germs?
Bringing this back to the original question in your OP, that’s why your revulsion and disbelief about characters in movies barfing in restrooms seems kind of illogical.
Sure, if I saw a guy in a movie having to wallow in filth in order to assume the classic kneel-before-the-porcelain-god stance, I would think “ew gross, nobody would really do that”. But if I see a guy throwing up in what looks on camera like a reasonably clean public restroom with no filth in sight, then why would I expect him to be afraid to touch anything?
I actually don’t ever recall barfing in a public toilet, but, if I did, I’d have no problem hugging the bowl and kneeling.
The OP should take care never to watch Trainspotting.
Back in freshman year of college, when I was new to drinking, I once seriously overindulged and ended up falling asleep while hugging a dorm toilet. My roommates were kind enough not to take pictures or draw on my forehead, but they did have to drag me out of there, because other people on our floor complained that my feet were sticking into the next stall.
I never really thought about this as an “art” before, but it must be, because it’s in the arts forum.
Next thread, “Jizzing like Picasso”.
A few years ago some doper had an epic post about getting food poisoning and it coming out of both ends so hard he destroyed a public bathroom, and had to ask the manger for towels to clean it up, and his wife had to go buy him a new pair of pants so he could leave the premises.
I remember that as being the funniest thing I’d ever read. Was it a doper that it happened to, or did a doper post a link to the story on another site?
I’ve never done the “kneel and hug” (at home or away); I don’t puke much in general. I don’t have a particular problem with the cleanliness of public bathrooms, though.
I threw up in a ladies’ room at Heathrow. I had my right hand on my right knee and my left hand holding back my hair. Flushed with my foot. Washed my hands, of course, anyway. Then took another Maxalt and some Excedrin Migraine and got on another plane.
Or Das Boot (I’m not sure it made the general release, but there’s an extended barf/pass out into toilet scene in the director’s cut version). Those U-boat men sure knew how to party!
Trainspotting is one of my favorite movies (Das Boot is right there, too).
I was racking my brain trying to remember what movie that scene was in.
I don’t usually make it to the bathroom (I try to share my nutrients with some handy plantlife when possible), but when I do, I’m pretty aware of things I don’t want to put my skin on. I didn’t say I won’t do it if necessary!
Moose Café in Colorado: I am sorry.
I’ve puked in hundreds of bar bathrooms and I’d say that it depends on how drunk I am. If I’m worried about my ability to stand I’ve gone so far to sit down on the floor indian style and grab on with both hands, On the other hand if it’s a volume or taste puke then I’ll do the bend over and hurl. Not because it’s cleaner but because it takes less time and I can get in and out.