merkie Posted August 29 Report Share Posted August 29 This woman has obviously never been to Nation where you have to factor in the roaches crawling across your foot :laugh: :laugh: Public Toilets:My mother was a fanatic about public toilets. As a little girl, she'dbring me in the stall, teach me to wad up toilet paper and wipe the seat. Then, she'd carefully lay strips of toilet paper to cover the seat. Finally, she'd instruct, "Never, never sit on a public toiletseat." And she'd demonstrate "The Stance," which consisted ofbalancing over the toilet in a sitting position without actuallyletting any of your flesh make contact with the toilet seat. But bythis time, I'd have peed down my leg. And we'd go home.That was a long time ago. I've had lots of experience with publictoilets since then, but I'm still not particularly fond of publictoilets, especially those with powerful, red-eye sensors. Thosetoilets know when you want them to flush. They are psychic toilets.But I always confuse their psychic ability by following my mother'sadvice and assuming The Stance. The Stance is excruciatinglydifficult to maintain when one's bladder is especially full. This ismost likely to occur after watching a full-length feature film.During the movie pee, it is nearly impossible to hold The Stance. You know what I mean. You drink a two liter cup of Diet Coke, then sit still through a three-hour saga because, for God's sake, even if you didn't wipe or wash your hands in the bathroom, you'd still miss the pivotal part of the movie or the second scene, in which they flash the leading man's naked derriere. So, you cross your legs and you hold it. And you hold it until that first credit rolls and you sprint to the bathroom, about ready to explode all over your internal organs. And at the bathroom, you find a line of women that makes you think there's a half-price sale on Mel Gibson's underwear in there.So, you wait and smile politely at all the other ladies, alsocrossing their legs and smiling politely.And you finally get closer.You check for feet under the stall doors. Every one is occupied. You hope no one is doing frivolous things behind those stall doors, like blowing her nose or checking the contents of her wallet. Finally, a stall door opens and you dash, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the stall. You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter. You hang your handbag on the door hook, yank down your pants and assume The Stance.Relief. More relief. Then your thighs begin to shake. You'd love tosit down but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold The Stance as your thighs experience a quake that would register an eight on the Richter scale. To take your mind off it, you reach for the toilet paper. Might as well be ready when you are done. The toilet paper dispenser is empty. Your thighs shake more. You remember the tiny napkin you wiped your fingers on after eating buttered popcorn. It would have to do. You crumble it in the puffiest way possible. It is still smaller than your thumbnail. Someone pushes open your stall door because the latch doesn't work and your pocketbook whams you in the head. "Occupied!" you scream as you reach out for the door, dropping your buttered popcorn napkin in a puddle and falling backward, directly onto the toilet seat. You get up quickly, but it's too late.Your bare bottom has made contact with all the germs and life forms on the bare seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper, not that there was any, even if you had enough time to. And your mother would be utterly ashamed of you if she knew, because her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, "You don't know what kind of diseases you could get." And by this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, sending up a stream of water akin to a fountain and then it suddenly sucks everything down with such force that you grab onto the toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged to China. At that point,you give up. You're finished peeing. You're soaked by the splashing water. You're exhausted. You try to wipe with a Chicklet wrapper you found in your pocket, then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks.You can't figure out how to operate the sinks with the automaticsensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past a line of women, still waiting, cross-legged and unable to smile politely at this point. One kind soul at the very end of the line points out that you are trailing a piece of toilet paper on your shoe as long! as the Mississippi River. You yank the paper from your shoe, plunk it in the woman's hand and say warmly, "Here. You might need this."At this time, you see your spouse, who has entered, used and exited his bathroom and read a copy of War and Peace while waiting for you. "What took you so long?" he asks, annoyed. This is when you kick him sharply in the shin and go home.This is dedicated to all women everywhere who have ever had to deal with a public toilet. And it finally explains to all you men whattakes us so long. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hotcheme Posted August 29 Report Share Posted August 29 LMAO!!! :laugh: I don't know what to say about that...This woman has obviously never been to Nation where you have to factor in the roaches crawling across your foot does buzz really have roaches? arc does too... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
malanee Posted August 29 Report Share Posted August 29 My goal in a public restroom is to get in and out without ever having touched anything with my bare hands! It's a challenge, I tell ya! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cookiegirl Posted August 29 Report Share Posted August 29 Originally posted by hotcheme LMAO!!! :laugh: does buzz really have roaches? arc does too... Yeah. .sad but true. I saw my first one at Honeydew a couple weeks ago -- it surprised the hell out of me b/c I've been going to BuZz since spring of '00 and had never seen one. <Shudder>Nice essay I *hate* the Stance! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hotcheme Posted August 29 Report Share Posted August 29 Originally posted by cookiegirl Yeah. .sad but true. I saw my first one at Honeydew a couple weeks ago -- it surprised the hell out of me b/c I've been going to BuZz since spring of '00 and had never seen one. <Shudder>Nice essay I *hate* the Stance! the roaches give the place character.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
marcid21 Posted August 29 Report Share Posted August 29 Originally posted by hotcheme the roaches give the place character.... heh heh...where have i heard that before? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tinybutterfli Posted August 29 Report Share Posted August 29 The "stance" is quite difficult when you have short legs and high toilets :laugh: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cookiegirl Posted August 29 Report Share Posted August 29 Now I'm intrigued. . .exactly *how* is it different t.b.? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shadygroovedc Posted August 29 Report Share Posted August 29 Well, I'm not a chick, but personally, I don't believe in the stance. If all chicks agreed to just sit on the toilet, then you'd never have pee on the seats. But as soon as one chick does the stance, she gets pee on the seat and ruins it for all the sitters. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shadygroovedc Posted August 29 Report Share Posted August 29 Well, I'm not a chick, but personally, I don't believe in the stance. If all chicks agreed to just sit on the toilet, then you'd never have pee on the seats. But as soon as one chick does the stance, she gets pee on the seat and ruins it for all the sitters. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tinybutterfli Posted August 29 Report Share Posted August 29 Originally posted by cookiegirl Now I'm intrigued. . .exactly *how* is it different t.b.? i didn't say it was different, i said it was DIFFICULT! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cookiegirl Posted August 29 Report Share Posted August 29 Originally posted by tinybutterfli i didn't say it was different, i said it was DIFFICULT! *lol* whoops, my mistake -- blame it on the almost-lunchtime hungries Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
malanee Posted August 29 Report Share Posted August 29 And port-o-potties are the worst for short people! They are dark, the seats are high - my own private hell! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
girlhopeful Posted August 30 Report Share Posted August 30 hahaha i hate it! i was usin the bathroom at buzz a couple weeks ago, and the toilet didnt even have the seat on it! i was like WTF? and there was piss all over it. i was def NOT sitting on that... the stance is very difficult tho esp when drunk and with a full bladder. grr! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
candeo Posted August 30 Report Share Posted August 30 That story makes me angry! All she had to do was sit, pee, and then leave with dirty hands!She has NO idea the kinds of injustices we deal with at Buzz. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
vicman Posted August 30 Report Share Posted August 30 one day i had a monster burrito w/ x-tra beans before hitting buzz...i then learned of the difficulty of mastering the "stance" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
malanee Posted August 30 Report Share Posted August 30 One time I got really, really sick to my stomach at Buzz. It wasn't pretty. I had to build a toilet paper safety barricade on top of the seat before I sat down. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
vicman Posted August 30 Report Share Posted August 30 ewwwww....that mustve been nasty as hell...i dunno what i wouldve done in that situation Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shadygroovedc Posted August 30 Report Share Posted August 30 I took 3 shits one night at Buzz. My tummy hurted really bad. I should've just gone home, but the DJ was really good that night. Don't remember who it was, but I didn't want to leave. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
candeo Posted August 30 Report Share Posted August 30 I've got something along a similar subject that I could really use your help with.It's in the other forum.E shits Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
weyes Posted September 1 Report Share Posted September 1 all day before i party i eat really light and things that can't possibly upset my stomach - generally a bagel, cereal, lots of water, stuff like that, and i always make sure i go "big potty" (that's what my mommy called it ) before i go out. i'm usually so nervous and excited it comes naturally. i don't mean to gross out the squeamish, but i think we've already gotten past a certain point in this conversation. plus, this is what works for me and i've never gotten sick, not once, in my 6 years of partying. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
vixenfoxxy Posted September 1 Report Share Posted September 1 This thread now contains *entirely* too much information Although I agree with Shady 100% about the stance. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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