LOL. My private nightmare.
Taking a relaxing constitution - only to discover the whole place is burning to the ground.
A place I worked at moved into a brand new, efficient/green building. It had a standard common bathroom, but each stall was it’s own closet. Floor to ceiling walls & door. Very private.
However, because it was a green building, there were motion sensors in the bathroom ‘common area’; if they didn’t sense motion for 5 minutes, they’d turn out the lights…all the lights. :smack: Since you were in your own little closet, you couldn’t even wave your arm to activate them.
You’re choice was to open the door & go out into the common area to trip the sensor, or sit there & hope someone came in soon. Hopefully, they just peed & got out quickly so that you could finish & get out w/o anyone realizing that you got stuck. :o
I had a friend who told me she’d lay a sheet of toilet paper on the water in the bowl, so people couldn’t hear her peeing.
I used to use it because the regular stalls barely had room to turn around when I used to change my kid, a few modern places are getting family rooms for this purposwe.
It’s a non-standard width, and it’s not squared. Curtains are the best option for now. Some day I will be able to get it solved more permanently.
I hate public stalls because the space between the door and stall is large enough that other people can see you doing your business. (My guess is they’re designed that way for security purposes.) I usually manage to poop at home so I don’t have to in public.
it even worse when they have a dry marker and start doing equations on the outside of the stall door while taking about the problem they are asking about.
I work with people where that could happen.
Now I have something new to worry about. :mad:
When I was hiking at Philmont, there were two kinds of (wilderness) toilets.
There was the much loved pilot/bombardier, where you say back to back with the other person taking a dump if there was one.
Then there was the awkward inducing pilot/co-pilot, where you sat side by side.
Lets just say there are no strangers in the woods when the toilets are 5 miles apart.
I’m a very private pooper, I can probably count on two hands the number of times I’ve #2’d in a public restroom.
I can’t believe no one has mentioned thisyet. There are guy scents, too, because god forbid your poop cover-up spray not be manly!
One of my co-workers loves pushing the boundries of social norms. She turns potty time into her American Idol audition. Seriously. She sings. Loudly. Ala Mariah or Celine. She thinks we need to be freer and less up tight. I think she needs to pipe down. At the other end of the scale, I have a friend whose co-worker was angry because human resources didn’t back up her plan to have people clock out and go home if they had to poop.
I hate using ours at work; it makes me think of a prison shitter, because it’s on the wall by itself in the midst of this HUGE stall. I greatly prefer the much smaller stall next to it- not so capacious, but doesn’t give me this feeling of taking a dump while sitting on an exposed hilltop like the handicapped one tends to.
See, the reason I dislike the handicapped stall is the toilet is higher than the normal pots, so I don’t get the relaxed seated position, and instead feel like I’m balancing on something .
I’d almost be in favor of a japanese floor toilet.
Reminds me of:
We have two stalls in our ladies room at work, one regular and one wheelchair. The wheelchair one’s toilet doesn’t flush well. If I stroll into the bathroom and someone is using the “good” stall I do a 180 and stroll right back out. If I’m in there using the “good” one myself and someone comes in and uses the big one - welp, no pooping this trip. We have spray but there’s one person who leaves streaks in the bowl. I don’ t know about you guys but I’ll stand there for like 5 minutes flushing over and over until the bowl is clean if necessary.
I worked a lot of hours in the physics building of our university. Of course that meant the men’s room was pretty busy (and messy).
I eventually figured out that if I wanted to conduct serious business, I would go down two buildings to the nursing department. The men’s restroom in there is pristine, usually unused since the cleaners came the day before.
Heh. That sentence hurt my brain.
When I have to take a shit, I don’t really give a shit where it is. That said, I do prefer poop multiplexes to single-occupancy bathrooms, because it seems like every time I need to use one for the King of All Dumps, there is someone knocking at the door a minute after I enter, and I feel unnecessarily hurried and somewhat self-conscious when I exit and see them waiting to enter my stench-filled toilet. With multi-stall bathroom, I can relax, surf the internet, and just take my time.
I just need the seat to be cold, nothing more squicky than a warm toilet seat where the previous person’s cooties haven’t yet dissipated.