My own washroom! The thought of going back to pooping in a stall, surrounded by other men pooping, is revolting. Not mention the times when all the stalls are occupied so I'm stuck waiting, sphincter clenched, for the privilege of pooping on a toilet that some other man was pooping on mere seconds ago.
My own washroom! The thought of going back to pooping in a stall, surrounded by other men pooping, is revolting. Not mention the times when all the stalls are occupied so I'm stuck waiting, sphincter clenched, for the privilege of pooping on a toilet that some other man was pooping on mere seconds ago.