Hmm it's odd you mentioned this because I have experienced something like this.

Well, back when school was still in I had that phobia of clogging the toilet. Therefore I would hold my logs in for days making them larger than normal. (You should have seen this one I once had)

Obviously, I would have incredible discomfort and be very tight. This was not the way it was however. Every day I went to school, it would just stop. It was like the monsters inside me had just disappeared from my bowels. But, as soon as I got home, the pain and discomfort came back to me.

I would try so hard to poop at school but all that came out was some gas. I soon was able to get rid of my phobia.

It has always puzzled me about this whole thing. I guess that was just Pavlov's Anus.

every morning when I get up the first thing I do is sit on the shitter, even if I don't have the urge to unload.
And surely enough 9 out of 10 times I do squeeze out something.

Another strange thing; everytime I go to my parents house (the house I grew up in) I feel the urge to take a crap...then while taking a shit at the old homestead it brings back fond memories of a easier carefree time.

Sorry, I`ve never had this problem - I take a dump just after breakfast, around 8.40am, before walking to work. And that`s it until the next morning.

Regular as clockwork...except for lapses due to overdrinking and overeating.

I've commented before that when I go into the stacks of libraries, I no sooner have a book in hand than I get the overpowering urge to shit. I believe it is the unique, musty smell in the stacks that brings this on. But whatever the trigger, this seems a clear case of Pavlovian anus. A possible explanation: My dad used to read the newspaper in our bathroom, and mixed with his shit this produced an overpowering aroma. The newspaper could be there in the bathroom laying undisturbed, and it would not produce the smell; the air had to be fanned with the paper while shitting. I don't think today's newspapers do this, which has made me wonder whether they changed the paper or ink since the late 50s.

Interesting Logjam - bookshops don`t exactly give me the horn, but I can`t stop myself going in and browsing every time I pass one.

Just like I can`t help myself looking back at hot chicks I`ve just passed.

Interesting subject here. My ex-husband used cocaine alot back in the 70's and 80's (I didn't meet him until the 90's after he had cleaned up his act), but he told me that back then they used to cut it with Manitol which is a powdered baby laxative. So once the cocaine was introduced into the user, they would soon have to take a crap. Since this was a routine part of doing the stuff, I guess it somehow had the same effect of association as the bell ringing did for the dogs, because even to this day, after years of not touching the stuff, if he so much as sees a scene in a movie, or hears the word mentioned on the news or something, he has to immediately run off to the nearest bathroom to take a dump. I don't know if it affects all users that way, but it sure had him trained!

I have experienced an example of this, Dave-O. My high school bathroom my freshman year had unusually strong disinfectant in the urinals and toilets. A white, pine-scented liquid, and it was overpowering. I can never remember smelling any piss, poop or farts in that bathroom. But I connected that smell with the many times I pooped in that bathroom.

Many years later in my sales work, I walked into a library bathroom that used a similar disinfectant. I had originally walked in just to pee, but I ended up taking a seat and pooping as well.

I believe this qualifies for Pavlov's Anus.

TBW - perhaps therapy is in order?

I'm just fine, thank you. This was a one-shot experience and brought back some pleasant memories of my freshman year in high school.

As a teenager fishing in a neighborhood creek, a sudden urge to crap hit me more than a few times. At first all would be calm: no urge, then a sudden buildup. Something about the creek smell triggered a response. After the first couple of times looking for dried leaves, it was easier to bring a plastic bag and paper towels along.

I find that if we are going to go somewhere, whether it's just me or the entire family, I feel the need to pee before leaving the house, and sometimes I pee twice. It's that old "go to the bathroom before you leave the house, because you might not be going somewhere where's there's a public toilet" remark most parents tell their children mentality with which I was brought up that has sat in my mind all these years, and apparently, my bladder.

Looking back on it, D'Onofrio's, the grocery store we visited every week, had no public toilets that I remember, and maybe that's why mom was such a stickler for us peeing.

I am the same way with my kids, because sure enough, if Thing Two doesn't go before we leave, we'll not be 1 hour into our trip or shopping and she has to pee.

Somewhere along all the traveling we've done, leaving the house triggers that immediate response from me, even if I just went.

Maybe this is preventative peeing.

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I'm with Logjam. Libraries and Book stores do it for me. I'm in college right now working on my master’s degree. I'll make sure to go to the bathroom before i leave the house to head to the library to do some research. Quite often, I will not be in the library for more than 20 minutes before I have to take a fat nasty dump. Its the same with book stores. Maybe it is the paper smell which my subconscious associates with toilet paper or something. I don't know. I have a similar peeing issue. I always take a leak before bed. I can go 20 minutes before I hit the hay, in the meantime finish the news. I'll brush my teeth at then end of that 20 minutes and I'll feel an urge to go every time. I sit down and can only put forth a few dribbles. darned conditioned responses.

Yeah, I've experienced this. Every time I see Osama Bin Laden , Saddam Hussein, or Michael Jackson, I just want to heave a huge helpin of steamimg ass puke in a big pile.

When i used to work at a donut shop, we had big freezers. Sometimes when i was in there long enough i would have to take a dump. Now whenever im in a freezer like that, even the walk-in beer cooler that our local supermarket has, i have to take a dump. As soon as i leave the cooler, im fine. Anybody have an experience like this?

mmmmmmm If i've got anything similar to this it tends to come in phases. I tend to have a shit when I arrive at work in the evening after college - i get satisfaction getting payed for having a shit. But this sometimes is hindered if I decide to have a shit at college. It varies really.

I have the same pavlovian response as well. Monday-Friday at work at exactly 9:00am. I am regular as clock work. BUT, on the weekends, I go for 2 days without so much a single twinge in my stomach. My diet doesn't change on the weekend, I think it's just my response to being at work.

I am definently conditioned when it comes to pooping. For one, since I usually read while I'm dropping a load, I always get the urge to poop when ever I open a book or look a newspaper. Also, since I had the pooping at school phobia, I never got the urge to go at school, but as soon as I got off the bus it would hit me like a ton of bricks waiting to be released from my butt.

Thunderbox - must be quite painful to pass a hot chick old son? I have trouble enough passing wind...

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DAVE! Have you tried to figure out what the root of your office response was? Pavlov's dog slobbered because he thought he was going to get some chow - not because the bell made him salivate. You too may have been pooping based on some trained psychological response.

Was the shitter at the office exeptionally comfortable? Did the airconditioning make you relax? Was there something else at work - a confrontational boss or co-worker - that made having an empty bowel an advantage?

Dig deep, Dave.

I always avoided the pooper at school, even though the disgusting food made me have to shit like nobody's business. By period G, I would feel like an inflated balloon. Most of the time I held it until I got home at 2:30, when I immediately deposited into my personal dumping account. If anyone was in there I would pound on the door until it almost came off its hinges. My family learned to evacuate the area at 2:30.
Then I started driving my girlfriend home after school. She only lived five minutes away, but that was enough for turtle heads to start poking out, so after about a week I made her find another ride.
Then summer came. Often, I wouldn't wake up until around one, but no matter what I always pooped at 2:30. To this day, I can't poop in the morning, no matter how much pressure I have built up. I guess I have a Pavlovian trigger based around a time. I wonder what happened when daylight-savings-time occured?

you know, now that i think about it, whenever i get a new magazine in the mail or discover said new magazine at my place at the table, when i take ownership of it i feel the need to take a dump. i pick it up and deliberately flip through it while walking up to my room to my private shitter. now it doesn't happen if i go out and buy a new magazine off the newsrack or at a book store. but if it has been sent to me in the mail, i imeediately proceed to go take a shit.

I may have Pavlovs anus syndrome.
Whenever I hear a bell I salivate and make #2 immediatly , and uncontrollably.
My home doorbell is now disconnected , I refuse to come to the door covered in saliva with my trousers full of poop anymore.

this is a stupid thread. its not pavlovian at all. it is, however, about your body/metabolism working on a schedule. just because that coincides with, say, arriving at work, doesnt mean work triggers your need to shit. it just means that your body has grown used to pooping when you get to work.

no more, no less.

"...it just means that your body has grown used to pooping when you get to work..."

The only way to test this would be to go to work at a strange time on your day off and see if it triggered a poop.

And Anon Cow, if it's a stupid thread, why'd you waste your time posting on it? Huh? Huh? Huh? Whydja? Whydja? Huh? Huh?

For decades I pooped in the morning after I had some coffee. No coffee, no poop. Then I decided to stop the coffee; I was concerned that I would stop crapping, but surprisingly within a very short time my brain overcame my conditioning. Now I have my morning poop after consuming anything. A triumph of poop over Pavlov.

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Actually, delusional.......... It is now a truly Pavlovian response. The coffee used to make you poop. Now that the chemical impulse is missing, any morning liquid makes you poop. Pavlov wins this one.
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I have regular bowels, but not clockwork, so I end up going at random times throughout the day. I have noticed though, it happens an awful lot when I am in my local grocery store, just one particular one. You may be saying it's the walking on top of just being ready that triggers it, but I only get the grocery store urge in that particular grocery store...

I have the libraries/bookstores thing going on as well. So does Jerry Seinfeld, actually. He described in his book "Sein Language" how when he walks into a bookstore "something just happens." He attributes it to the volumes of available reading material.

Nothing from me, but I know two people who have Pavlov anuses.
the first was a guy I worked with last year at college...every time he came into our workroom, within five minutes he was down the hall in the toilet, for QUITE awhile. at least 10 minutes each time. my manager and the rest of us would always giggle at the fact that we KNEW he was taking a dump, but never confronted him.
and every time my brother comes home to the place we grew up in, he HAS to take a dump. and again, he's in there for AWHILE. he used to do that every time we got off the bus after school, cuz he didn't wanna poop at school. he'd hold it all day.

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Oh yes, I have Pavlov's anus, bigtime. For some reason, I have to lay on my bed for a half an hour after breakfast. If I don't, I can't shit. I am trying to overcome this, but it seems to be a subconscious problem. ______

Jammin' lo'flo's since 1977.

Every time I play The Sims, and enter construction mode, I gotta go. EVERY time I've done this, I've went to poo.

Every time i go into a card shop i have to take a crap....am i mean EVERY TIME!!!.... i always wondered what that was about. Now i k now there are others like me.

I don't know if this "Pavlov's anus" really exist, but sometimes if I find myself unexpectedly hearing or reading about someone else's bowel problems, I have to go do the doo, or at least try...my bowels are checking that they still work?
Daphne, I know I'm conditioned to pee before leaving the house - and I make sure my daughter does the same. When I'm working though I also pee at half-hourly intervals most of the time.

My Pavlov's anus is Poop Report. Every time I read a story about constipation it makes me have to take a shit. It's weird!

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I had this thing with a computer game. Carmageddon TDR 2000. Everytime I played that game, I had to go and take a wee like every 20 minutes, while I usually only go three a four times a day. It sucked. Luckily for me, I also had a sink in my room.

I'm just the opposite. I can play Second Life for hours on end and never have to get up. After holding it for that long, however, the urge hits hard when I finally get up!

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Everytime I got on the phone with my mother, it would always stir up some mayhem in my southern hemisphere, and I'd almost always have tell her I'd call her back... or take the phone with me. This weird little coincinence got to be so dependable, that whenever I felt constipated, I would just give her a ring to see I could get some movement going.

My sister's and mine's best friend from kindergarten onward would always have to take a dump when we snuck out of the house at night. We knew this and would try to get her to go before any illicit nightly jaunt, but nothing until we were actually out and away from the house. We've always contributed this pheomenon to her nerves being excited, but since reading this I've been trying to figure out if this is indeed a case of Pavlov's Anus?

Does it count as an uncondtioned stimulus if the act itself prouduces anxiety poop nerves? I mean, normally leaving the house wouldn't do it, but in the act of sneaking out....

I'm just trying to wrap my mind around the whole un/contditoned stimuli and un/contioned response deal here. Which is which?

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I used to be fine, until I ate at a POPULAR fast food place, where they gave me some sandwiches with shredded plastic in the burger meat....I was very hungry, so I was eating fast, and all of the sudden it wouldnt go down and I was choaking. I was weaving off the road, and my 6 yr old daughter was freaking out....well, I took it back, but I had eaten half of it, and I almost fainted...I looked inside the burger, it was covered with the plastic PLUS it had that lil silver ring thingy that they use to seal ground beef on the bottom...anyway since then I have had poopin problems.....It was DEVASTATING to me, because later I did see that plastic again...I tell you I saven it, and I also saven the burger...My daughter had one too, but had NOT opened hers at all....so when I did stop the car, I ripped open her burger, and dangit if hers wasnt covered in plastic too....NEEDLESS to say, It went to court, and I WON....but since that day, I g=have had that mind-gut connection, and it has changed my life completely.... I still have fear of almost everything I eat. If I feel any amount of stringyness, or anything weird, I wont eat it.

Things that trigger that feeling of having to relieve my bowels is when I used to work at Sonic, I'd have to go into the freezer to get certain things. Everytime I went in there and the cold hit me, I thought I had to shit. Also, cocaine will make you have to shit, and once you have done it for a little while, when you know you are about to go get some, you will have to shit.

I also had the shit at school phobia... I never once in all my years even SAT on a school toilet. Actually, I've never sat on ANY toilet other than my house or my grandmother's.

I'm commenting because for years bookstores have made me have to take a dump. It's happened too many times. I used to think it was the used books, but then I noticed it happening in new book stores as well. I wish I knew why.

my daughter wanted me to look up anything about her problem of having to go poop everytime she goes shopping, and I stumbled across this website. She will be so happy to hear that she isn't the only one with this problem.

have a good poop everyone!

This is all fascinating.
For years, my sisters and I would make fun of our mom because every time we went to the grocery store, my mom immediately had to poop. EVERY single time... sometimes even at Walmart or Target.
Now I'm laughing out the other side... Ever since I had kids, every time I enter a grocery store or clothing store, I have to poop. It is severely irritating and I've been looking for answers everywhere. This is the only site I could find that even slightly explains it...
What a weird phenonemon.

Right

Every time I walk into a gaming store I get the urge to unleash a smantering slurry of steaming shit. I just want to pull my ass crack out and shit there and then. I think its cos I used to love reading manuals on the toilet!!

TSV, I'm with you. Reading a constipation story on poop report always makes me feel the urge to go. It's like thinking about poop stimulates my bowels.

I have Pavlov's Bladder. I had the "Go to the bathroom before you leave the house, and then when you get to the mall" mother.
I can use my loo, walk 1 block to the coffeeshop, and use theirs with a full stream.

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I don't have any set thing that sets off my bum. I just go when I need to or my ass puts me on terror level red.
Producing waste since 1967

Every time I go into Barnes and Noble.

OMG, this happens to me EVERY TIME I got into Marshall's or TJMAxx. EVERY SINGLE TIME! A couple of days ago, I went to Home Goods, and IT HAPPENED AGAIN!!!!

For me it's record stores, bookstores and libraries. Back in the 80s/90s there was one record store in another town that I only made it to every few months. Within minutes of arriving there, regardless of time of day, I'd have to take a shit - badly. The first couple of times, I had to desperately scramble around to find a bathroom, but eventually I figured out that there was an underground mall foodcourt nearby with a bathroom. I never new other people had this happen until I found this thread.

But low and behold, I Googled -and it seems to be a real phenomenon. Record stores, book stores and BAM! just like Emeral. I am sure it's the musty mold in these places that makes me go. I don't think it's Pavlov. A hint of that mold smell anywhere and I'm in the Seinfeld club.