You know what I mean.
The technical term is paruesis.
Not even in the slightest.
Paruresis.
I used to at those trough urinals that some places have. Not anymore though.
Under some circumstances, I could see that happening.
Darn edit window!
And to answer the OP, yes - if it’s a trough setup. Those are just weird. No problem at a normal urinal. I’m not sure how to answer the poll, then.
Stage fright so bad I don’t even attempt it. Hell, sometimes I get stagefright in the stall, depending on the crowd.
I heard of a trough at a local racetrack that consisted of rain gutter that led to a pvc pipe that drained outside and ran over the hill. That’s beyond weird in my book.
If I’m alone at a wall of urinals and someone comes in. It will dry up pretty quickly more than half the time. I’m usually ok if I’ve been drinking a little but usually I use the stall just to be sure i can finish quicker.
If I’m already going, it’s fine. Can’t get it started in that situation, though.
I never knew this phenomena existed, and can’t imagine a situation where I couldn’t use a restroom urinal if I needed to.
Under the right circumstances, yes.
Usually, you don’t hear guys complain about people being creepy, but I’m going to deviate from the norm for a second. I DO NOT like it when the guy pissing next to me is staring at my penis. I’ve had that happen numerous times, and it’s extremely creepy.
The entire time I’m thinking: *Dude, I’m just trying to pee. Quit staring at my dick. *
Yes, very frequently. Trough urinals are an automatic no-go, and if things cinch-up there, moving to a stall won’t help.
I have a bad case of shy bladder, so I try to avoid urinals whenever possible.
I wonder if this is something you could train yourself out of.
If you could, would you?
Troughs, yes they’re bad.
The best cure I’ve found is to get drunk a lot (…and solution to…). At some point, you will be so sloshed you won’t care about the guy in the next urinal, or several away. Then next time you’re peeing sober, it seems easier for the brain to generalize it, and say “well if I peed okay back then…”
Also do outdoorsy things like fishing. No urinals in sight, so first you can walk 50 ft away from the others, slowly decreasing the distance.
I have my own mental tricks that work most times. I suppose that’s some form of training.
Ah, bashful bladder!
I advise patients who have to give witnessed urine drug screens, and claim this disorder (which is a real problem.)
My cure: Stand at urinal. Exhale all the air OUT of your lungs, then hold breath. You will begin to micturate before you pass out (most of you will, anyway. If you’ve significant cardiac instability, check with your own doctor before performing this maneuver.)
I’m a stall guy, but I remember having it happen once or twice when I was a younger man. It may have even contributed to my becoming a stall guy, though mostly that’s because I like a little alone time.