I don’t actually keep notes on this, but my major life philosophy is “when you gotta go, you gotta go” with corollaries like “when nature calls, pick up” and “never get between a man and the bathroom”. If I feel the urge to go, I don’t hold back, as it were.
Also worth noting: the reason this became my creed is because, between my diet and some medication I take, I’m prone to occasional bouts of diarrhea. When that strikes, “plural” is a conservative descriptor of my worktime bathroom usage. Even when I’m not so afflicted I guesstimate that I excrete once or maybe twice a workday - not on any set schedule though.
I used to drop my loads at work, but my butthole has become hairier over time, and I’m sometimes prone to Andy’s problem:
“Sometimes when I wipe… I’ll wipe, and I’ll wipe, and I’ll wipe… a hundred times, still poop. Still poop. It’s like I’m wiping a marker or something.”
I now subscribe to the Shit/Shower/Shave morning routine. Poop once a day, then immediately take a shower. A clean butthole is worth not pooping on the company dime.
At my last job, I tried to make it a point not to.
The difference is the ventilation in the restrooms.
At old work, even with courtesy flushes the odor just hung. Worse, it could drift in to the well-traveled hallway. Never wanted to be the guy who dragged THAT out with him.
Current work, even though it’s a 5-holer and pretty well used, it’s never bad. I mean sometimes, you could definitely tell where you were if you were blindfolded, but I have yet to do the old “two steps in the door, turn around and walk straight back out to wait a few minutes because daaaaamn.”
I’m mostly a once in the morning man myself. I don’t think I’ve dropped a log at work this school year. It may go back to my elementary school days, when the stalls in the boys’ can didn’t have doors. If you had to pinch a loaf everybody would stare at you as if you were a monkey at the zoo.
It’s been 20+ years since I’ve had to crap at work. Between the sandpaper rolls, the sophomore graffiti (literally, I work at a university) and the secretaries close to the door, I hope to never have to dump there. Mind you, a colleague makes it a point of pride to walk from his office across the campus to crap in the admin building. I presume he uses the toilets there, but either way, I applaud him.
Mine was always everyday right after my first cup of coffee. Now that I am retired I go to my workshop each morning and it works the same way. If my schedule gets thrown off like it has for the past couple of years chances are I won’t go that day.
While I work at home currently, I do sometimes need to work on site. During those days, and when I regularly worked outside the home, I rarely would poop at work. I’m a shy pooper, so it really would just be those times that waiting until I got home either wasn’t going to be an option or would make the day absolutely miserable. It was less of a concern when we had an office building that had a single-occupant bathroom.
I’m definitely spoiled now. Privacy and we have a bidet!
I am a regular guy, and an early riser, so I most often take care of business at home before going to the office. The smell of coffee usually gets things moving along. Occasionally, tho, while at the office, I will start prairie-dogging, or crowning, and will have to take care of pressing matter, perhaps once or twice a month
For those who have trouble with this, I hope everything comes out OK.