Not an issue with me. Never has been. Regularly talked with classmates at the urinal trough and on the crappers in our open stall setup in junior and senior high school. Later had convos on the crapper in college in our suite bathroom with my roomies, who were sometimes shaving at the sinks.

In the working world I don't strike up convos with strangers normally in public bathrooms, but when I have gone to the men's room with buddies to pee or crap, I will carry on a convo with them or him at either the urinal or through the stall wall.

I see no reason to act like a stranger under such circumstances and have never had a problem with co-workers in these situations, nor they with me.

Again, though, I would not normally walk up to a urinal and do more than politely nod to a stranger. However, there have been instances in which something occurred in the bathroom--like someone farting loudly in a stall or stinking up the place--that I have commented to a urinal-mate or he has commented to me. Also, I have asked a stallmate to pass me TP under the partition.

I guess that covers all the bases with me.

My boyfriend and I regulary talk to each other when one or the other is in the loo. In fact, we usually don't close the door if it's a pee and we can still hear over the tinkling. If it's a poo, we both have some insane stinkers so for the sake of not cleaning puke up we close the door but will continue a conversation which will ultimately focus on how big/hard/easy the poo was at the end of said poo. What a tangled web we weave.
I know for me at school, I regularly carry on conversations when taking a wee with my girlfriends. That is afterall why we go to the bathroom together.
I don't usually go out of my way to talk to strangers like TBW mentioned, but i have one of those "don't I know you faces" so people will turn around in line to see who came in behind them and go "oh hello." That can be a little un-nerving...

I go to the bathroom for peace and solitude. I don't want to talk to anyone, I don't want anyone to talk to me, and I don't want to hear anyone talking. I think talking is acceptable between two or more completely consenting parties -- but if there is a non-talker in any of the stalls, all parties should respect his right to silence.

In other words -- if you go in with a buddy, feel free to talk, if you're the only ones there. But if someone else comes in, then shut the hell up.

And NEVER TALK ON YOUR CELL PHONE.

I'm sure I've said this before, but defecating is pyschologically the most private act you can do. I can hold a conversation with the best squeezers in town when trying to pinch a loaf, but mostly I prefer to bathe in the ambience of toilet solitude. I draw the line at letting people in (lovers or not) at allowing them to see me complete with trousers round ankles.

I'm with Ty on this one. I'm a silent shitter myself. I tend to shy away from talking even to my buddies while on the crapper. The few convos I've ever had were when my mom had something important to ask me or was concerned about my time on the crapper (the loose days when the better part of an hour is spent with the god). Always through the door, and never drawn out. Now that I'm in college and we have a bathroom in our room, if convo is made, it's before and after, a closed door signifies a "shut up". But whenever brown gas starts to fill the room (no fans in the building - it's about 40 years too old for that), we can always make a yell of "awwwwwww, nasty!" and laughing is okay. On the whole, I'm in favor of a light and a good book or newspaper as my only companions.

And cellphones are right out! That's just disgusting! Cellphones are better at landlines picking up sounds, and you can't hide others' flushing...I'd feel sorry for the person on the other side, especially if it was a business call-unless of course they're on the shitter too!

Ty, I swear you're my soul mate when it comes to bathroom issues. I have nothing to add to Ty's wisdom except the only time it should be acceptable to talk in a ladies bathroom is when all parties are safely away from the "facilities" and are just using the mirrors to fix makeup. Of course, if you've gone into the bathroom for the soul purpose of getting away from the rest of your party so that you can gossip about someone, by all means- TALK!

I will talk to my girl friends in a public bathroom if we are discussing something juicy that has to wait until the Ladies' Room. Otherwise, I prefer not to.
However, I have KIDS. I have no privacy. I can not hear a single comment from them, but the minute they hear that bathroom door lock ("click"), it's all about the peanut butter and jelly sammich or the other one is hogging the remote control.
The only "person" I talk to on the pot is my bulldog, who has to accompany me EVERYWHERE, including the toilet, and God forbid he gets locked out, because he scratches at the door until I let him in. It's the only time he scratches unless I tell him not to.
I have talked on the phone in my home potty.
I'm bad that way.

Justa Girl is right, it's usually the place we chicks dig the gossip, and I agree with her. So, talk if you need the tp or have your posse in there. But, personally, I can't crap and talk at the same time, you gotta' draw the line somewhere!!!!

When I find someone in the stall next to me yakking on a cell phone, I like to take the opportunity to make as much noise as possible: grunting, straining, blowing loud raspberries, huffing, puffing, little cries of pain, etc. They usually end the call pretty fast.

Prelude: I like wait until the very last moment right before I vaporize my pants, and then haul ass to the can, grab on and hold tight for an enormous and painfully loud shitscepade.
With that said, I prefer to be left alone as not to tear open my asshole or dump out a pink sock during the motherload. Talking to me during the heat of the moment is probably a bad idea. Nor do I want to talk to anyone else and break my brief, yet intense moments of concentration.
On the flipside however, I will always use the cellphone (time permitting) to call a friend or co-worker just prior to the blast and hold the phone as close to the war zone as I dare. This is usually followed by brief silence, that one final fart, and of course hysterical laughter.
I guess I would be a no-taker, but I do enjoy some communication. Hell Yeah!!

I don't talk in the bathroom because I'm too busy straining on a big honkin shit log to do so. However, I am not offended if someone calls in and asks me a question or something.

As for people on cell phones.... I think it's rude in a number of places. The toilet, the movie theater, the restaurant, while driving. In each situation I am with Skidy Marky Mark. I make as many rude noises as possible until the call ends. If it's a personal call I imitate a slutty woman talking affectionately to him. If it's a serious business call I imitate a seedy drug dealer worthy of an old episode of Miami Vice. Either way it works like a charm.

I can't wait until video phones are regular!

When under the same roof of someone...DEF NO communicatin...not even a yell...i need MY time.

However, i enjoy giving my sis an occasional call to let her partake in my normal explosions. Def follows by laughter and a "your sick"...
heck, I am even on the crapper now with my wireless connection... ahhh...relief.

I have spoken with a co-worker while on the shitter many a time. Does not bother me in the least. Can make for some good belly laughs as well.

If I am taking a pee than i don't care if people talk to me and expect me to answer back, but if i'm taking a poo then i don't like people to bother me, i can't talk while i'm enjoying my moment of solitude because i am too busy concentrating on getting it out without ripping my asshole open. I generally don't like to be the one that starts the conversation though. So me talking depends on what i'm on the toilet for.

When we were kids, and my younger brother went into the bathroom to poop, I would taunt him from outside the locked door, "You eat stool! Want me to pass you a knife and fork?"
He would do the same to me. And both of us would laugh so hard we almost peed. But hey - that's another website ;-)

Then, I'd go into the alley between our house and the next door neighbor's, crouch under the bathroom window, and serenade him with the theme song from the old western TV show "Bat Masterson". Don't ask me why!

"He always wore a cane and a derby hat
They called him Bat
Bat Masterson"

Bat was sung like Baaaaaaaaatt - the longer the Baaaa, the funnier it was.

My brother would give me the "Baaaat treatment" in return. And the pooper on the pot and the perp in the alley would go into fits of giggles, escalating into belly laughs.

But when we started giving our Mom and Dad the "Baaaat", they opened up a can of whoop-ass on us.

That's hilarious, Crapola! In my house my sister and I played a game called "Anatoll". (Just some stupid kid word.) Whenever someone was on the toilet we burst in screaming, "ANATOLL!!!" The response was sometimes good and sometimes very disappointing.

Our game eventually expanded to the shower. Once I waited until my sister was in the shower in this bathroom that opened up into the family room. The family room had several windows that looked toward a busy intersection. While she was singing away in the shower I silently opened the door wide and stole her towel. A reverberating scream five minutes later told me her shower was over.

I usually don't talk in the bathroom stall. Sometimes if it just involves a slow moving turd, I need protection from boredom, and I talk. I don't use a phone in there, because I think that is not cool. Maybe if I need computer tech support, I could carry the phone to the crapper, just because it takes too long.

I'm in the no-talking camp. Usually. I normally wait until I feel like my bakery's about to to start selling loafs without the manager's permission before I hit the bathroom, so usually I just go straight in and do the dirty without even the opportunity to chat. I usually drag a magazine or catalog with me to the can but rarely even have to time to read it. Of course, I've never really had a nice comfy toliet to sit on, just cold hard public seats and likewise seats at home. If I had something more inviting to park my poop chute on, then maybe I'd consider spending more time there and perhaps even some light conversation.

I don't talk while on the crapper mostly because I drive away everybody with my horrible scent. I'm so lonely.....

The only time I will talk in the bathroom is when there isn't any toilet paper. Then I will be brief in asking my stall neighbor for some squares.

poopy

It's ok if you know the person, but random people talking to me while I use the bathroom get told to shut the **** up.

If someone really bothers me when I'm on the toilet I'll stop pooping for a minute and wipe with a whole wad of TP. Then I'll throw the wad over the divider into the next stall. That usually shuts the bitch up.

I Bring the cordless phone in the bathroom and i talk to my friends while taking a dump.
A lot of them first told me this was sick, but now, sometimes i hear suspicious noises that are making me think they discoverded it was fun!

Do not talk to me while I am using the bathroom. I have more pressing things on my mind.

No, I don't take any chances discussing ANYTHING while taking a dump. I don't like the idea of having to strain and push mid-sentence.

I have always found mobile phones very anti-social, in 'buses and trains, and in restaurants. I keep one for absolute emergencies, and even then, try not to disturb other people.

This week, I stopped at a British motorway service station to pee. I could hear a guy holding a conversation on his mobile while on the can. Then another one came in with his phone to his ear, used his other hand to unzip and continued his conversation at the urinal. The latter, I just thought took the biscuit.
I suppose I don't mind particularly if someone wants to take up a conversation in the cubicle. You don't need to concentrate on your aim when you are sitting. But I don't usually initiate the conversation unless it's someone I know well. But mobiles. Never in toilets, and only for business (the other kind) or to speak to family, and even then, when nobody else can hear.

A bathroom is certainly not a church, and there's nothing wrong with talking in principle. Concentration, though, can often only be achieved in peace and quiet (nobody, after all, takes a final exam while chatting with their best friend)......I have never asked a neighbor for squares because I always make sure my stall has at least half a roll - if necessary I pilfer from other stalls and stock up before I crap........as for strangers who want to strike up a conversation with you while on the neighboring crapper, these people need to be shipped to an island somewhere. They're the same damn people who feel that because they're in the airplane seat next to you God wants them to find out every last detail of your personal life!!

I have found great pleasure in recent days with talking to myself while on the shitter, just to make my neighbors wonder.

"Hmmm. Never seen that color before."

"Hey! I didn't have corn!"

"Ah, more floaters than sinkers."

"Now, how did that get in there?"

A friend of mine usually calls when he is sitting on the loo. Not just to me but also to business partners. Time management, he calls. However, I informed him the the person on the other end knows he is on the throne. First, he is a loud farter, then, it is usually dead silence as the shit glides out, allowed inevitably by some noise of relief. One usually hears a hugh plop when IT hit the water. Doen't seem to bother him. In fact, he is sometimes so pround that he shows IT around!!!

Ben, I'd love to be at some of your friends board meetings!

Though I don't encourage talking in the bathroom, I don't mind if someone asks me a question.
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If you don't want to talk to anybody in the can, I found the perfect solution- the ipod.
If you're listening to music, you can't hear what the other person is saying anyway.

It depends on the shituation, really. If I'm in the restrooms with friends and no strangers then ofcourse we'll keep on talking. But if there's someome else in there we all just hush up instictively. Common courtesy, I guess.

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Rock-n-roll! Poopy-poo!

Sorry ladies, the only thing "juicy" I would have to talk about is right below me.

Would that be your juicy turds, prarie?

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Rock-n-roll! Poopy-poo!

BINGO

I do not like to talk when I am on the toilet. The only time is if the phone rings, and it is my wife. I use toilet time as quiet time. I was once on the toilet and I heard my borother, who was visiting us, outside the door making comments and trying to talk with me. I got so mad that I yelled at him, and my wife heard me. She told him it was time to leave. We don't mess around with bathroom time in my house._______

In search of the ever evasive BM

I think people who try to play-up their importance by having cell phone conservations while shitting are incredibly
rude. When someone calls me I generally say "what are you doing". If they say taking a shit I think I would hang up.

I had two friends in the service who were thrown out of the NCO club for singing on the pot. They were both of Irish descent and had lovely tenor voices. Seems they were competing with the singer in the lounge that was immediately outside the Loo door. They sang better than she did.

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Eat chilies and feel the burn!!

Talking to other people, or to themselves? I was in a Mexican restaurant, and there was a person in the stall next to me, whose dinner obviously didn't agree with them, and was about to unload something foul.So,before I heard a blast equal to Hiroshima, I hear a large intake of breath, and " *grunt* okay" and other assorted words of encouragement to her bowels.It was kind of creepy.
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I will never shit somewhere that only has that horrible, scratchy brand of toilet paper. That stuff sucks!