My brain is weird. It won’t even tell me I have to poop unless I’m at home, or on my way home. If I go away for a long weekend, I won’t go until I get home…which makes for an uncomfortable last 30 miles of driving which is when my brain starts ‘warning’ me.
If I’m in a hotel room alone, I might be able to go. A week away from home gets uncomfortable, to say the least.
Totally. 10, 15 minute break on the clock!
You’d have loved boot camp. There weren’t even separators, yet alone doors. You get over such childish things in a hurry.
Not to hijack or anything but I am a woman and my morning constitutional happens at the same time everyday (give or take ten minutes) 10 am.
A time when I must be at work. Doesn’t bother me at all. I try to wait until no one else is in the bathroom with me but it’s my time and that’s that.
I don’t think this is a girl thing. My husband won’t go at work but I will.
Did the gap pee thing just once in my life. While in college I went do to San Diego to see a girlfriend going to school down there. I was spending the weekned in her appartment. Just before the night out on the town had to use her facilities and shot the gap. Got my pants, ran down the outside of the bowl and got the floor. Talk about embarrasement and not knowing what to do. Have never done it since.
I’m in the group of not letting my pants down to my ankles and sharing my undies with the rest of the world. Plus, those floors are usually pretty nasty. Yeah, down to just below my knees is enough.
It’s happened to me twice. Both times I was erect, so Mr. Happy was pointed much more horizontally than usual. Both times were at home, fortunately.
You mean that you don’t leave the lifestyle section of the paper (or whatever the women’s equivalent of the sports page is) in the crapper for the next guy?
That’s been the MO at 3 of 4 serious jobs I’ve had. A lot of people fiddle around with their blackberries and phones on the throne as well (you can hear them beeping and clicking)
And, yes, occasionally (usu. during the winter when it’s colder in the house), I’ve had that peeing problem.
no i cant say that has happened to me … however thanks for the laugh 
Cripes, I’m glad I don’t have that “problem.” I spend more days away from home than at home. I’m a once a day sort of person but I prefer doing it in either my own home or my home away from home (hotel).
I’m a girl, and I don’t understand this problem. Don’t you all wear shoes? Mine keep my pants from touching the floor since pants tend to bunch up on top of them, so why don’t yours?
I used to never take a dump at work until I realized this very thing. I was cheating myself of an extra 30-minute paid break. Now I do most of that sort of business on company time. And I always take a book.
As for the OP, I think I’ve done this maybe once or twice, but only in the morning when the equipment isn’t in the usual configuration for that operation. The thing that I’m always wary of is the involuntary upward jump and the resulting indirect fire and collateral damage.
Loose pants.
Oh… it also happened once at a formal event… far far away from my house. I also had to take a chartered bus to the locale.
It made for an eventful rest of the night, not to mention I was also hobbling along on crutches that night.
This, only substitute “twice” for “at least once, but not a whole lot” and “awkward half-morning-wood” for “erect”.
Ugh. Even without the pee problem, this sounds like a total nightmare to me. I hate being stuck at a function where I can’t decide when I can go home.
Yes you did. I just want it to be noted that I am no clown…
Bullshit.
You get your own stall with an opaque door if it’s a multi-seat facility, and I’ve worked many places where the toilet is a single commode in a separate, private room. Women do, too, poop at work (yours truly included). I don’t know how these rumors get started. :rolleyes:
Actually, there have been some Pit threads on the Dope relating as how women will not only poop, pee, and bleed on the toilets at work, but debating whether or not the women’s toilets are more horrific than the men’s.
I have done it too. Fortunately it was at home. I don’t think I have ever taken a dump at work.
Bullshit or cowshit?
Stink Fish Pot, since you were distracted by both reading materail and a happy sphincter, what makes you certain that it was you who pissed all over your pants?