What the fuck difference would that make? The person being pitted, and others like her, have explicitly said they would not use a trash can, they have to flush the tampon because they’re periods are just too icky and menstrual blood might get on their fingers for a few seconds before they can wash it off. Having an alternative option for disposal isn’t even an issue for them, they’d ignore it anyway.
No, like one or two people said that. Even the subject of the pitting said she’d throw it in the trash if the establishment indicated that request. The rest of us all agreed that as long as there are sufficient places for disposal, we’ll be happy to do it. Shit, even though I was a flusher because the package said so (but admittedly rethinking that), I’d still chuck it in a can if it was there.
Nope, I use regular pads, and you cannot tell. Even the overnights (which only wear – duh, overnight – aren’t any thicker – they just cover more area)
Plastic applicators? Eeeep!!! I tried those once, and they pinched like HELL.
Just as an aside, I remember when I was in high school (I graduated in '96), our school nurse stocked the dispensors with the REALLY old-fashioned kind of pads. You know, the ones with the safety pins and needed a “belt” to use them? I found that out the hardway my first week there. Stupid nurse. :rolleyes:
Plastic applicators pinch you? What exactly are they pinching? I think I’ve only use cardboard applicators once and I don’t remember how it was. But you’d think plastic would slide in much more easily than cardboard.
Well I haven’t used tampons in years, so maybe I wasn’t using them right. But obviously, they pinched my vaginal region. I was just a teenager when I tried to use those ones. Ever after if I used a tampon, it was a cardboard applicator.
I prefer the cardboard because of the shape of the tampon itself - the ones that “flower open” usually make me feel like maybe they opened too much when I take them out.
I actually wear the ultra long, night time pads during the day. I get so paranoid about leaks that they rarely get more than a spot, but they make me feel safe.
Wow - we have 3 and 4 page threads about douching and tampons! Go Doper Girls!
No, I’ve had that too - it’s the little slits at the top. I prefer cardboard for this reason.
Man, your aim must suck. 
I flushed 'em in high school because my best friend pointed out to me where it said you totally could, but Mom set me straight. For a while I just didn’t flush them at home, but nowadays I mostly just pull, wrap, throw away.
It’s just that you have to be aware. Dudes don’t memorize their workplace bathrooms so that they know which stall’s garbage can got knocked off and never replaced, which bathroom is ALWAYS ALWAYS out of toilet paper, which is closest to the sink for rapid embarrassed handwashing. Men don’t understand waiting until the rest of the bathroom is empty so you can wash off the hands that look like you were gutting chickens.
To this day I believe that women who faint at the sight of blood are damn well faking it. You’d get concussions every month.
Pads: it kind of depends. On really heavy days, tampons make me cramp unbelievably, but blood gets EVERYWHERE. Even wearing the wonderful long pads with wings, if it’s a really bad day. So: supplemented with a tampon changed every three hours, give or take, unless I want to be preoccupied with my coochie all day long.
A pad that you change every three hours isn’t that heavy, compared to some of the women here, who do shit like one to two of the heaviest tampons backed up with one of the heaviest/longest pads and *still *change that shit every hour. (It usually comes up in discussions about things like hysterectomies and endometrial ablation.)
Are you retarded, or just illiterate? Here’s a whole string of quotes for you:
And here’s another highly relevant one you probably missed:
That’s right, bitch. You just got fucking owned.
Oh. Little Plastic Ninja is a girl ninja. Right! Anyway:
Not true. There is an incredibly vast difference in the type and flow of blood. Blood coming from my vagina - whatever. Last month I chopped a chunk off my thumb with the motherfucking food processor blade - I had just gotten the damn thing, and was washing the blade after my first use, and seriously, it just touched my thumb and a small chunk was lopped off.
It bled and bled and bled and I admit feeling a little light-headed seeing all of that blood pouring out of me. There wasn’t even an opening to the wound, just a piece of skin, missing.
It’s the essential difference between period=normal and blood gushing from open wound=not normal, something’s wrong.
Hmm. Well, under the circumstances, I guess there’s only one thing I can say to that.
I apologize, Electric Warrior. While I did have my tongue in my cheek when I wrote that post, I was also aware of the possibility that the post would come across as insensitive and loutish. And I went ahead and posted it anyway. It turns out that I did come across as insensitive and loutish, and I sincerely regret that.
Please let this be the end of the matter between you and me. I will endeavor to exercise more restraint in the future.
Man, I’ve always been a sucker for a well-worded, classy-ass apology. I mean, you said nothing to offend me, but that apology was butter smooth.
I appreciate your kind words, Nzinga, Seated. 
Seriously? Get the hell out of my Pit.
Joking. … Maybe. 
I had the same reaction after I clicked on the ugly grandma pants link.
I wear ugly grandma pants, and I thought those were hideous.
Maybe this belongs in the “which things are better in Europe” thread, but I just checked and the leaflet that came with my OB tampons (normal, without applicator) states:
“Please dispose used tampons with household waste and do not flush”.
I cannot remember any public establishment in Europe being with a bin, unless perhaps the loo at a nightclub or festival at 3 a.m.
I can manage some kind of understanding for the flushers if there’s no bin, though I personally still wouldn’t flush. However, if there is a bin but you’re so worried about your own bodily fluids that you can’t even manage to get a tampon from your vagina into a nearby bin, honestly, that’s a bit ridiculous.
Have you seen what comes out of me? THAT’s ridiculous. There is no way for me to make it from A to B without creating a complete mess! Not even kidding. I can’t be the only one, can I? Picture trying to carry a wet t-bag across the kitchen…and then multiply it by…well, a LOT! Oh, and don’t wring it out, first. Then imagine the consistency/tenacity of blot and clots. I could try to make it to that little bin, but it would not be pretty; and toilet paper is not sufficient to clean up the mess I’d make. Seriously.
But say, as it does in Europe, that it said Do Not Flush on the packaging. And suppose that, since it says that, it does clog up the pipes. Would you still refuse to put it in a bin which is inside the cubicle?* And pipes be damned?
*I’ve realised my post was slightly badly phrased. Ridiculousness only applies in the scenario where bin is inside the cubicle, no walking required.
The thing is, I’ve lived in the US for over 45 years now and I’m having trouble recalling being in a public toilet without a bin of some sort. Aside from remote rural airstrips and the few occasions I’ve been forced to use men’s toilets I can’t recall that happening. Sometimes the bin is placed so as to be out of direct view when one is seated, but searching around usually reveals the location.
The one occasion I can distinctly remember no bin was in a squat toilet in Europe. Fortunately, I was not riding the rag at the time.
I don’t know where these places are that don’t have bins in the stalls.