I’m a stealth trans man and use a stall. No one gives a shit. I’ve had “I have a medical condition and need a stall” prepped for years, but never has anyone even gave me a passing glance. It’s annoying to wait when I’m about to piss myself and someone is camping in the lone stall, but the only real rule of the men’s bathroom is “don’t acknowledge anyone’s presence.”
How would they even know if someone is pissing or shitting? And your last rule would prevent them from talking about it if they did determine that you sit to pee.
Exactly. The social situation of the men’s bathroom is such that anyone trying to confront someone about using a stall would automatically make them the weird one. I used to be self conscious that someone would notice difference in splashing sound, but realized that was stupid.
It’s funny, I remember in middle and high school going to the bathroom with groups of friends. It would be totally normal to be chatting, pass a pad or tampon under the stall. Unimaginable in a men’s restroom.
I’m a stealth trans man and use a stall. No one gives a shit. I’ve had “I have a medical condition and need a stall” prepped for years, but never has anyone even gave me a passing glance. It’s annoying to wait when I’m about to piss myself and someone is camping in the lone stall, but the only real rule of the men’s bathroom is “don’t acknowledge anyone’s presence.”
How would they even know if someone is pissing or shitting? And your last rule would prevent them from talking about it if they did determine that you sit to pee.
Exactly. The social situation of the men’s bathroom is such that anyone trying to confront someone about using a stall would automatically make them the weird one. I used to be self conscious that someone would notice difference in splashing sound, but realized that was stupid.
It’s funny, I remember in middle and high school going to the bathroom with groups of friends. It would be totally normal to be chatting, pass a pad or tampon under the stall. Unimaginable in a men’s restroom.