From what I understand, your face and hands have more microbes than your crotch so I’d worry more about people’s hands than the small amount of urine.
Regardless how worried I am or should be worried about people’s hands and faces, I’m not willing to be faced with a bowl full of someone else’s urine. Flush the damn toilet.
Yes, the rational reason is that no one should be forced to come face to face with a bowl of my urine and vice versa.
If it’s a choice between the children of the future having water and my having to negotiate public toilets full of unflushed urine, fuck the children of the future. Find some other way to preserve the environment.
OK. Yes, but there’s a large energy requirement to do that.
But, sure, if you flush afterwards you’re not a bad guy. And, if you don’t flush (urine), you’re not a bad guy either. It’s a choice. Smell vs nature. I understand and accept your choice. Just understand and accept mine.
Now, I will admit thinking- to those dudes that flush a half-dozen times while peeing- see a damn therapist, willya?!?
I accept what you choose to do in the privacy of your own home. In a public toilet, I don’t accept your choice not to flush.
I’m addressing your attitude that someone else can’t use the handicap stall as they’re insufficiently crippled for your taste. STFU is mild compared to what that attitude deserves.
No, I’m talking specifically about hemorrhoids not being sufficient to label a person “disabled”. Period, point blank.
Why not call someone with a bad hangnail “disabled”? Or with bad acid reflux? Or who gets psoriasis? :rolleyes:
(actually psoriasis probably wasn’t a good example as it CAN be disabling) :smack:
Let me say, I DO understand that severe hemorrhoid can interfere with certain tasks and activities, such as physical jobs or heavy lifting, etc. In such cases, I could see a certain “disability” status being relevant. I do apologize for my hasty language in my previous post. I took issue with Kimmy Gibbler using this condition as an excuse to use the handicapped stall; which he first said he used because they are “so luxurious”, not out of necessity. I still would like to hear how using the handicapped stall somehow lessens the difficulty of your situation with hemorrhoids. Liken it to a deaf person saying they need the handicap stall; how is that condition (deafness) relevant to the supposed need to use the handicap stall?
Well, she was pacing back and forth in the stall, and looked fine when she walked out. Meanwhile, I’m wearing a full arm cast and practically peeing my pants.
I’ll say it again: Public toilet stalls are NOT phone booths.
It’s astonishing to me that anyone would argue with this. We’ve gone from “I can pee standing up in a toilet stall if I want” to “I can do anything at all in a toilet stall that I want and it’s none of your business whether I’m composing an opera or watching Honey Boo Boo on my mobile.”
How bizarre.
No kidding. This is one of the most incomprehensible positions I’ve ever seen someone take on the Dope.
It’s proof that no matter how absurd something is there is someone out there who believes it.
Those bars are for hanging the sports page.
Waste of water.
I’ve seen the reverse boycott used before. The first time was from Maddox regarding eating meat, the second from someone on 4chan regarding child porn.
By the way, I sometimes use the stall in order to avoid standing in the middle of two other guys pissing. I’ve found coughing or clearing the throat helps with “shy bladder”. As did the Redback club in Acton. I’m fairly sure conception was a larger issue than flushing in the single stall in the male toilets there. Shoulder to shoulder at the urinal and a dysfunctional sink. One blessing was that minutia were frequently obliterated in a hungover haze of regret.
re the OP, the toilets in stalls in mens’ rooms have seats that lift up.
They’re intended for use this way.
Damn silly rant.
Seriously? The idea that someone is not brutally traumatized by the horror of looking at a toilet bowl full of someone else’s piss is “one of the most incomprehensible positions” you’ve seen taken? What do you do when you walk in and some dude’s just cropdusted the place with a paint-peeler? Going to the men’s room must be a daily torture for you, sensitive flower that you are!
A few years ago, my city suffered through an extreme drought. We all learned to let the yellow mellow. And it was fine. Piss doesn’t start to stink until there’s more piss than water in the bowl - that’s why there’s water in a toilet in the first place. If the john starts to get funky, you flush. Otherwise, chill. I’m more concerned with saving water than saving your poor precious nose. If a bowlful of yellow water is that offensive to you, learn to hold it 'til you get home, princess.
These people who are so effing traumatized by another person’s piss in the toilet bowl have clearly never raised either an infant or a toddler. There are worse things than piss in a toilet bowl.
Hear, hear.
People thinking that I’m somehow overly sensitive to piss are off the mark. I’ve changed a thousand diapers. Also I’m a deer hunter. I purchase piss at the store so I can bring it into the woods and spray it on myself to cover my scent and trick the deer. Two days ago I gutted a doe and that entailed removing the bladder with my bare hands from the body cavity of the deer. I didn’t mind the smell of that, and even found it a bit fun. I went back out the next day in the hopes of doing it again.
However, back in civilization and assuming of course that there is no severe drought or zombie apocalypse I flush the fucking toilet because that’s what you are supposed to do so the next person doesn’t have to face a bowl of your piss.