1) I keep a little pad of Post-It notes in my purse in the event that I might stumble upon an autoflusher. Cover the red eye!

2) I think the initial shock of seeing someone of the opposite sex coming out of "your" washroom just brings a bunch of questions to your mind - Did he NOT see that it was a woman's can?? Did he piss all over the seat?? Is he a perv that likes to use women's washrooms?? Was that really a woman that looked like a man??

3) When my kids were smaller, both of them came in the washroom with me. Now, my son insists on using the men's and it frustrates me to no end. All the urban myths about mall washrooms come back to me and I picture some creep lurking in there so after about 40 seconds, I shamelessly crack the door open and say his name. Usually, he's playing with the sensor paper towel dispenser (that rhymes) or just taking a long crap. Oh, how I hate waiting outside a men's washroom like I'm some kind of freak that likes the smells in there.

I never sit on public toilets unless I can put down a few layers of TP or those toilet cover thingees. So, in the interests of time, I usually just hover a few inches over the bowl and let 'er rip. After I'm done, it's easier to stand and wipe. I hate those automatic flushers because they flush before I've even had a chance to properly wipe and get the TP in the bowl. I have to do a manual flush again just for the paper. This is waste of water IMO.

I am completely against auto-flush sensors. I am completely for unisex bathrooms, as long as they're single-seater. And I don't really like kids anyway.

Yo, those senors that flush the toilets automatically--they whack! The Skidster just don't see how they can work. How they know when you get up off the potty? How do you detect something like that? It ain't motion, 'cause you can wiggle around all you want while you sitting there and they don't flush. Ain't light, cause you can bend forward. It has to be that they spying on you. Watching you take out your junk or drop a dook. The Markster don't want no machine watching him do his bidness. Markster out!

As a frequent traveler, tending to one's bathroom needs on the road is full of potentially unpleasant situations. Airplane bathrooms are usually pretty nasty, especially in the aftermath of airline cost-cutting after 9/11. There's nothing worse than having to take a big dump towards the end of a very long flight after numerous other people have used that bathroom. Similarly, there is nothing worse than taking a really smelly dump on a plane -- nothing hits water so it sits there stinking up the little room and you then have to release the fumes from it loose into the cabin when you're done -- and there's no hiding the fact that you were the perpetrator.

Inside the terminal there is an excellent alternative to the public restrooms which can be a horror unto themselves. An airline club membership affords generally clean and quiet facilities in which to attend to your business.

The seats in Air plane bathrooms are far too small and uncomfortable. Di has a great idea with the postit notes. I have a key chain pad of them from the Hilton. I suppose they could come in handy for emergency toilet paper too. Well, handy in the sense that you would get poop all over your hand but I digress. Unisex is good. Kids are a pain in the ass in any situation. I find that they are too honest. They will tell you if you stink while you are taking a nixon. Perhaps they should have their own bathrooms.

foot pedal. everybody hates the auto-sensor things, and most people kick the manual flush lever. like a sewing machine. Someone invent it and give me some royalties

I am also a frequent travler and have found that there is really no comfortable way to take a dump on an airplane. I'm a totally shameful shitter anyway so it's not a problem. But even pissing in those things is difficult. I like to have room to stretch out my legs when I'm pooping. I was taking a piss on a trip from NJ to Las Vegas once and we hit some rough air. I pissed all over everything.

As far as the electronic eyes, since I don't shit in public bathrooms, I have no input. Although I have had them flush mid pee and wet my sneakers and pants which totally pissed me off.

As far as children of the opposite sex in a bathroom, I find no harm in it. In the times we live in, parents have to be extremely careful. There are degenerates lurking in every corner.

I could think it's a big problem seeing the opposite sex come out of a bathroom that is designated for one sex. I might laugh if a chick walked out of the bathroom and a big snickers bar was floating in the bowl.. But other then, who cares. It's a bathroom! Go in, do your business and hit the road. Simple as that.

i really don't like those stupid automatic flushers either. they always flush prematurely as i'm leaning forward to wipe (i guess i'm a sitting wiper), and then when i actually do stand up, it doesn't flush so i have to do it manually anyway. what's up with that?
i've had to use the single user men's room on numerous occasions, at bars, gas stations, whatever, when i just couldn't wait for the ladies' to open. for me it would only be weird if it wasn't a single user b-room, because women and men should do their business seperately. i don't know why, that's just the way it is. maybe some people have a problem with people using opposite-sex b-rooms because of the whole designation thing. like, if it's for women, only women should use it because it's for women. and when there's no designation, it's no problem because it's for everyone. know what i mean?
i think taking kids, up to an appropriate age, into the wrong b-room is ok, as long as you keep an eye on them and make sure they're not peeking under stall doors and whatnot. and those family b-rooms should be everywhere so this wouldn't be an issue. but i do like samdamnit's idea of having seperate b-rooms for kids. but they'd have to have attendants or something to make sure they don't just play around or lollygag after they've done their business.

A few years ago I went to Germany and had to pee about half way into the 14 hour flight. I went in there, it was a bit larger than conventional plane potties b.c. it's meant for cross Atlantic flights, but there was SHIT EVERYWHERE. It was all up and down the toilet area, on the floor, on the wall...

I was completely discussed and told everyone LOUDLY why I demanded to talk to the pilot (this was in 1999 so passangers could still talk to the pilot in emergencies and what-not)

That poor man sent 3 flight attendents to clean 'er up and made several announcements about proper bathroom technique and manners for the rest of the flight.

I was hoping someone who visits the site would be able to supply some details on what those Family Bathrooms are like. I have never been in one, but they really seem like a practical solution to a lot of difficult potty situations. Not only parents supervising kids of either gender, but someone with an elderly, disabled parent or other family member who needs significant help and for whom conventional facilities of either gender would draw attention to them. And, of course, for the Shameless Family, they would be ideal.

These facilities do seem to be popping up more and more in heavily-trafficked areas.

I've been in three family bathrooms in and around the New Orleans area.

1. Esplanade Mall- completely riddled with filthy kids playing in the sinks, no paper towels, LOUD, very colorful though. I also noted that there was a special little sink either for kids or the handicapped and the handicrapper had a picture of a stroller on it. There were also several baby changing stations.

2. Children's Museum on Julia St.- VERY nice. It was very ornate and clean. There was macaroni macrame all over it. There were several stalls but no urinals. You could hear one kid grunting and yelling at his brother to stop laughing at him, but not much else.

3. T.G.I. Fridays- they must have known the kids that go there need constant supervision. There were signs all over the bathroom reminding to wash your hands and use only one or two paper towels to dry them and be sure to flush. There were two handicrappers, both of which had stroller room.

I'm thinking these bathrooms are more geared toward the shopping mom with 4 toddlers in tow. I haven't seen much of anything yet that jives with helping the elderly or special needs other than diapers. I'll keep on the look out. I just may drive down the coast to Biloxi, MS and see what's going down with the renovated mall that sports TWO family cans.

Hey, Plop Goes The Weasel, you are talking about my ole stomping grounds. I lived in the New Orleans area for a long time before moving back to my native state of Mississippi.

Thanks for the family bathroom report. Sounds like a hectic scene inside one of them.

I have just returned from a trip to Portugal and thought you may be interested to hear about a toilet I used in a restaraunt.

The toilet was normal, but the seat was covered in trasparent plastic. A notice was displayed at the side of the toilet in a variety of languages which pointed to a button. Naturally I pressed the button and was surprised to see the transarent plastic cover move around the toilet seat so that a new part of the plastic overed the toilet seat.

I have travelled to over 50 countries and this is the first time that I have seen anything like this.

I thought the idea was good because you can sit on the toilet in the knowledge that your bum is the only one to use that bit of plastic cover. I think that this should be adopted into all toilets in the modern world. Comments please......

TBW-First of all, I always enjoy reading your reports.

My take:
1. I tolerate the red-eye, because I think most of my fellow poopers are forgeting about the worst (in my opinion) bathroom scenario. You go in and some loser has forgotten to flush! It has been sitting there for minutes or hours and stinks. You don't know if the loser put in so much toilet paper that it is clogged, or was just being a turd terrorist leaving a butt grenade. Although I can't be in complete control of the flushing, I will accept this in return for opening the stall door and not being assaulted by a wave of crapulence!

2. Using the opposite gender's bathroom is acceptable under the following conditions-
-It is a one seater (Or you are drunk at a concert and everyone is doing it)
-If you are a guy, sit down, even to pee. Or you damn well better wipe the seat off afterwards. Sitting in pee is gross, and you definitely should not subject the fairer sex to this.
-Do not hang around afterwards!
This goes for opposite sex bathrooms, lavatories, and porta-potties.

3. I have two kids, one of each sex, and they need to come with my wife or I when we do doo. We keep them in the stall with us, which can be crowded, so we use family bathrooms if they are available. We think the cut-off age for not going in the "wrong" gender bathroom is about 5 years old. Right now both of ours are under 3, and the older girl is smart enough to now the difference between boys and girls, with regards to different equipment. They are still innocent enough that seeing "ballpark franks" or whatnot doesn't phase them. They just think it is natural because they have seen both Daddy and Mommy, and when you're trying to train them in the potty ways, you need to be matter-of-fact about the natural body processes. If you don't, your kid can hold gigantic turds for 3 or 4 days in their little 30 pound body!

No prob! Happy to help. I'm going to the Edgewater in Biloxi today just for the sole purpose of poop reporting the family can. I'll be sure to stick a press ticket in my derby when I walk in.

I just wanted to address Pill Pooper's remark that "parents have to be extremely careful" these days because "There are degenerates lurking in every corner." There are just as many degenerates and weirdos today as there were when we were small. The only difference is that there are more television shows about them now. Let's be careful, but not paranoid. It reminds me of a television commercial from a few years back that advertised antibacterial soap. The mommy character was seen washing the hands of her youngsters, then looking at the camera warning "Well, you have to be careful; you know, with germs today!" That is bullshit. It's only a marketing technique that exploits the fear of AIDS to sell more soap.

Wrap a bit of TP around the little sensor box on the auto flushers... TP is always(well, should always be) in the stall, and it works like a charm; I've done it before.

Hey, Plop Goes The Weasel, may I make a suggestion to you? Why don't you write up your report on the Family Bathroom and submit it to Dave-O? He's always looking for contributions from new poopers, and you'll be able to bring something original and first-hand to the PR table.

PooperTrooper--thanks for the kind remarks. I look forward to your further participation both on the Front Page and the Forums.

Great idea! I'll even ask people in 'em if they like them or not.

I went to Central America a few years back and they don't put TP in the toilet. There's a box or can next to bowl! I can't tell you how many times I would use the paper and just drop it and then think Oppie! But Never tried to pull it out! I just hoped the Bathroom Police wouldn't catch me! Has anyone else had this problem? LoL Or seen the signs saying "Not To Put Paper In Toilet!" They Are Everywhere!

it doesn't matter where i poop, or what i wipe with, it all comes down to me leaving with a clean ass.

Ok, for the red eyes, take a string of TP, put it over the thing, then remove it after you've checked out your "artwork" and the toilet will flush. Plu this also stops the thing from flushing every 3 seconds.

ballpark frank. ha.

Putting TP over the sensor is the best solution!!! Before I discovered this trick, everytime I lean forward to check the exit material, the loo would flush and make my bum all wet.

I don't understand why people would be upset if they see a man come out of a single user women's restroom. I'd use a single user men's room if the women's restroom was occupied.

What WOULD bother me is seeing a man come out of a multi-stall women's restroom.

Issue 1: I actually like those autoflushers, because it deters a particular form of turd-terrorism....leaving a grogan unflushed in a toilet full of toilet paper. The drawback is that I am the kind of guy who flushes alot because I use alot of paper due to generally messy shits. I have to dance infront of that damn eye. Still, it affords cleaner toilets in general.

2. I don't really mind the opposite gender in the can if I am there. If she decides to wander into a mens room, she should be prepared to face the horrors that await her in one. It wouldn't effect my shameless shitting.

3. Generally I hate children in the bathroom..they take forever, make a mess, and it's annoying to hear a parent give instructions on shitting when I am trying to bake my own brownies. Obviously kids are people and need to go, too. I would be more inclined to support kid sections on aircraft and no-kids policies in some restraunts as they have in europe.

Pinworm, I couldn't agree with you more on number 3. I hate it when I have to wait in line for children to use a bathroom. One day I had this horrid diarrhea with severe cramps (see "My Butt Hurts" in the forums) and this eight-year-old girl and her little sister went into the single stall ahead of me. They spent a good twenty to thirty minutes playing on the toilet, doodling with the toilet paper, and then frolicking in the sink. People need to teach their kids courtesy, but these were yuppy children, so they'll never learn that. Their parents are too busy pretending to be rich.

This may be a little off topic, but an earlier poster mentioned signs stating not to put paper in the toilet. On a Greyhound bus several yeaars ago i saw one of these after taking an assaulting dump, upon wiping, i put the used shit paper in the little trash can next to the shitter, i never knew if the sign was talking about TP or those lemon scented hand wipes, if there are any g-hound bus custodians reading this, i apologize and please fill us in on bus toilet etiquete(sp?)

Alright. Rewind to August 2005. I'm on a four hour flight to Seattle out of Chicago and I'm in the 3 hour leg of the flight. It's close to 10 pm and I've been amusing myself peering out the window and watching the lightning strike from the source. This is about the time when I get a little rumbling in my stomach which signals that I will be needing a rather large shit anytime soon. I turn my head and look towards the rear of the plane, as the frontal lavatories are reserved for business class only. So I look towards the back and see that both are occupied, one for about ten minutes. Now, my girlfriend is lying beside me asleep, and another golden aged woman who had an isle seat, also asleep. I woke my girlfriend to kindly ask the elderly woman if she could move, and after several taps on the shoulder, she awoke. I meandered through the maze of legs and finally made it out into the dim aisle. I walked stiffly to the rear of the plane where, to my dismay lavatories were again occupied! There were two people waiting ahead of me, both only wearing socks on their feet (ewwww, don't they know the kinds of things that spill on airplane lavatory floors??) and obviously needing the bathroom as bad as I. So I waited..eventually I got my chance and swiftly claimed my prize! I had just toilet-papered the seat and sat down when someone rudely knocked on the door, obviously a woman with her snot nosed little girl. I wasn't about to give up my seat on the throne for that! I was in mid-poop when she knocked on the door once more..by then I was wiping, so I took my sweet ass (no pun intended) time washing my hands and I left, failing to notice her dirty look. I returned to my seat and slept for the remainder of the flight..

Noticed Pinworm's and Shit Volcano's commentary regarding children in the bathroom.

PARENTS, for cripes sake ACCOMPANY your children to the lav until they are at least seven, making appropriate inquiries if they need toilet paper or assistance with their clothing or holding them up to wash their hands. This is a no brainer for parents rearing considerate children...

Great report!

Issue #1: "...I'd rather be in control of my flushing mechanism all the way..."

I agree! I always have to hit the button again, anyway. I hate when it flushes when I'm still sitting there. And small children are often terrified of the auto-flushers. I think the Post-It Notes are a FANTASTIC idea! And now, they make very small, SUPER STICKY ones!

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Issue #2: ..."why would someone be disturbed about seeing a member of the opposite sex enter or exit a single-user public bathroom designated for the other gender..."

That's silly. You use the same one at home. I can see where you wouldn't want cross-polination in multiple bathrooms (there's a much-debated thread about unisex crappers somewhere), but who cares on the one-holers?

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Issue #3: "...what do you think is the proper way to handle bringing a small child into a bathroom of the opposite gender?"

For a mom and son, it doesn't matter as much. Since Ladies' rooms don't have "open" facilities, the boy isn't going to see anything. He just goes into a stall, or waits outside one while his mother goes.

For dads and daughters, though, it's trickier. When our daughter was too small to go into the Ladies' alone, and they were out together, he'd first peek into the Mens' room to see if it was empty. If it was, he'd just take her in and put her in the farthest stall and take the one next to it. That way, they could both take care of business, or at least whomever had to go could, with no privacy lost, and safety intact.

If there WAS another guy in there, either when they were going in or coming out, he would wash his hands, bring her wet paper towels to her stall, then pick her up and dangle her into/out of the room with his hand over her eyes. That was when she was, probably, 4-6.

Now, though, he still trusts no one. He saw the video of that poor kid in the McDonalds, and I pity the fool that even looks at our daughter sideways.

Now, what he does is hold the Ladies' door open until she reports it either empty or occupied. If it's empty, he stands outside and glares at anyone going in, like an avenging gargoyle. If she says there's other ladies in there, he says loudly, "Okay. I'll be RIGHT OUT HERE waiting for you!"

I think she often just holds it until she gets home.
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Fortunately, I just have a boy, so I've never faced the dilemma of where to take a girl-child to the restroom.

However, I HAVE been faced with it. Once, I was in court on a domestic case. At a recess, I went to the men's room, and was standing at the urinal doing my thing, when in walks the opposing (male) party with his EIGHT year-old daughter!

"Ooh, Daddy; look at Mr. Dumpster's wiener!" she yelled.

Shocked, I instinctively stuck my dick back into my pants. Problem is, I wasn't done pissing.

Now, as all guys probably know, even a few drops of pee can soak through and make a stain, but in this case, it was like a whole, big squirt of pee. Worst case of pissing my pants I ever experienced.

Mr. Opposing Party was laughing his ass off as he took the Ankle Biter to a stall, but here I am: A lawyer. In a courthouse. Needing to go back into court. My pants soaked with piss. I have never wanted to die so badly as in that moment.

What to do? What to do? Think, Dumpster! Think!!

So I go into the other stall, and start trying to blot myself with toilet paper. Useless. As Mr. Opposing Party is leaving, I call out to him, "Sir, could you ask the Bailiff to step in here?"

"Sure, Asshole," he responds, exhibiting society's typical respect for the legal profession these days.

Well, I stay in there for the longest, vainly trying to dry myself off (hint to young attorneys--this is one more reason always to wear a dark suit to court), but eventually the Bailiff, a big, black guy whom I've known for years, comes in.

"Sergeant Johnson, what am I to do?" I ask, explaining my plight to him in detail.

"SHE-EAT, Lawya Dumpsta; you in a MESS!" he responded, stating the obvious.

"I sure am, Sarge," I responded, and asked him to go lay the whole case before the Judge in her chambers. "I'll just, uh, wait here until you come back."

"Doan' you worry none, Lawya Dumpsta; I'se gwine get dis 'yere shit cleared up RIGHT NOW!!" the Sarge huffed.

So I waited, and I blotted, but my big pee stain wasn't going anywhere (curse 100% wool suits).

But, finally, in walks Sergeant Johnson, (he of blessed memory): "Lawya Dumpsta, I done tole de Judge 'bout dat man bringin' his half-grown daughter into dis 'year Men's Room, an' what she saw, an' what she say, an' de Judge, she done grant [my client] full custody, as of 'dis minute!"

"Oh, Praise the Lord, Sarge!" I respond, con brio.

"An' I done cleared out 'dis yere hall, an' we gwine take you down de fire stairs to yo' car! Now, why doan' you wrap yo' coat 'roun yo' waist, so's nobody gets hembarrassed, an' let's go?"

That was the day I decided to give up practicing family law.

My father used to bring me into the men's room all the time if there was a potty emergency. He sometimes had to do this is Mom wasn't available and it didn't matter if there were guys in there or not. Of course, he would never let me look toward the urinals if they were occupied. But I also was taught enough manners not to shout "LOOK AT THAT GUY'S WEENIE!!!"

My parents decided that when I was five I was old enough to go by myself (in the WOMEN'S room, guys!), so it never came up again. It just never occurred to me that such a thing would be a huge issue because my parents never treated it as one.

BTW, Dumpster. When I read your story I couldn't resist picturing Matlock having this problem in one of those white-gray suits of his. It was funny as hell!

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A mind is a terrible thing to toast, unless you use a little butter.

About the issue of automatic flushers:

I, personally, do not care much for them. When trying to get the power squeeze on, they always flush. I have had one flush three or four times before I am finished, splashing my anus with filthy Wal-Mart toilet water every time.

My little brother has tried using an automatic flushing toilet before, but never got around to the actual "using" part. Every time he put one of those pre-fabbed ass gaskets on the seat, by the time he got turned around, "SWOOSH!" it was taken away in a cyclone. He went through this three or four times and finally gave up and held it.

TSV, this is one reason why I only wear black or navy blue suits to court nowadays.

When I was old enough to begin elementary school, my mother put a big emphasis on covering the seat of a public toilet. None of my girlfriends until at least middle school did it and felt I was a bit strange for taking the time to do it. For several years I put paper down when I was with my mother just to appease her if she were to look through the door or from the adjacent stall, not hear me using the toilet paper roll to line the seat. However once when I was about 11 and we were at a concert at Civic Auditorium, because their were long lines and I had to move my bowels ASAP so as to prevent having an accident, I sat right down, forgetting that Mom was standing in the doorway, and because my pants were all the way down, she could easily see I was sitting on an uncovered seat. When I was done and exited, she immediately went in the same stall and urinated. She was ready to pee her pants and I could hear her prop hearself down on the seat without covering it. On the way home, I joked to her about "forgetting to line the seat." Her response: "Why would I need to cover the seat when I know the last butt on it was yours!" I took that as a compliment. Today, 21 years later, my 10-year-old daughter doesn't cover the seat in most places, but sometimes wipes it off before sitting down. Last year we were at a Green Day concert, and after moving her bowels, reached for toilet paper and the roll was depleted. A lady from the next stall handed her some under the partition and she was able to wipe. When she was done and I went in she warned me of the predicament. I told her all I need to do was pee and I didn't need to wipe the seat off because I knew who sat down before me. We had a laugh over it!

Your story Mandy was great and it seems you have a nice relationship with your daughter. However, I can't understand your cavalier attitude about you and her willingly sitting on a public toilet seat at a place such as a city auditorium. How about the skanks that sat on it before you two and what did they track in from toilets they sat on earlier that day??? Urrgghh! I wouldn't want either of you visiting me and using my home bathroom!

I am a college student from the south--an area known for being more particular about personal cleanliness and issues such as public bathrooms. However, AC, I wouldn't want to visit you and use your bathroom because of all the hang-ups you have. You don't say if you have kids, but successful parents know that the more open-ended approach described by Mandy is going to raise a much better generation of children and with a much healthier attitude.

Nellie: I agree with the Anonymous Coward. It is obvious that you are, as a college student, naive to the world of parenting and the conditions of many public bathrooms. The bottom line for my two middle school daughters and high school son is that YOU DO NOT EVER WANT TO DIRECTLY SIT DOWN ON A PUBLIC TOILET SEAT. Both my husband and I started drilling the message into their heads when they were ready to start school. Yes, we probably sought to scare them into compliance BUT I know we are effective when twice this summer my 13-year-old told me she was going to walk to the other side of an amusement park because their wasn't enough toilet paper available for her to put down when she needed to have her daily BM. Our 15-year-old son has asked us to drive him home first after school before we take him to the mall because the seats at school are wet from dozens of boys who line up to pee and forget to simple lift up the seat. Right is right and discipline works. If and when you have children, Nellie, I hope you will understand. You'd be surprise the number of girls who I've seen sitting directly down on wet toilet seats and thinking nothing of it. They'll probably come back as human sponges in their next life!

But it's been proven that the stuff transmittable by urine dies once it's been subjected to the air outside the body for about five seconds. And Aids isn't transmitted by pee at all, is it?

For once I want someone to post that they got something from a toilet seat. Just once. Not that I wish anyone to get sick, but because I want to really know if it's ever happened.

If any of you concerned, REALLY concerned about germs use the shopping cart handle that's on any shopping cart in the United States, then you've touched to most germ-laden surface in the country as proven by medical studies, not he-said, she-said. I'd be more worried about that shopping cart handle than a toilet seat.

Think about it this way, toilet seats usually get cleaned once a day by cleaning help. Who cleans the shopping carts? There's where you'll find the flu, etc. If you get the flu virus on your ass, I'd think it has a less chance of hitting your eyes, nose, or mouth that if it gets on your hands from the shopping cart.

I'd least I'd hope so.........

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What I don't understand, Daphne, is why the public toilet seat is so controversial. My mom is 42 and she says she has never SAT DOWN on an uncovered toilet seat! I find that hard to believe because there are several times when at school or the mall I just don't feel like taking the time to put paper down. And also if the seat looks clean, I don't think twice about directly sitting on it. Mom was especially upset with me a few years ago when she looked in on me when I was shitting at the 24-Plex theatre and said I was exposing my pubic area on the front of the seat and that I could pick up lice that way. She just doesn't understand that it's a hassle to put toilet paper over the seat before sitting down. However,I know that some of my friends put a liner on the seat and that others stand over the toilet to go. What's a freshman to do??

Look people this is why they have ass gaskets. I NEVER heard of anyone catching a disease from a toilet seat. And if the seat is clean well then damnit use it. Or be a man and wipe the tinkle off of it with an ass gasket and use it. Shower later if you feel a need.

I'm a basketball and hockey fan who will attend up to three pro sporting events a week. Because I am self-employed, I can travel up to 100 miles to follow my favorite teams.

By and large, the public bathrooms I use are as clean as can be expected. In most cases, after standing in line for a stall, I take what opens. I've never been a fan of hover pissing (I've tried it and it hurts me) and so I don't think twice about just sitting down. If a hover pisser precedes me and leaves and leaves a specimen, I simply use one tissue to wipe it off before I sit down. More than once I've peed or had my BM, reached for the toilet paper and found the dispenser to be out or nearly out. I'm convinced that too much paper is wasted on covering the seats (tell me the advantage of stacking four or five layers on top of one another) and then the woman (often me) four or five persons back in the line doesn't even have one sheet to wipe with. When I was growing up I was taught like Mandy, and like Mandy, I tired of covering the seats and also shocked my mother at an Interstate reststop one summer when she looked in on me and saw that I was sitting directly on the seat. Also, many of my friends have also adopted the attitude that seat covering (and especially excessive seat covering) is an over-raction. So I side with Nellie and feel that the Taylor's of the world are almost fanatical and raising children which will have similar hangups.

Just sit down, wipe and flush is the strategy that works best for me!