It’s dark and the last thing we want to do is turn on a light. We’re groggy, and we might not even open our eyes. Hands on walls for guidance with a sincere hope the toilet seat is down already …
It happens … it’s 4 a.m., and IT woke us up. Maybe we didn’t take care of IT before we crashed, or maybe it’s just how we work these days. But when we have to pee, we gotta go no matter where we might be.
It’s pretty much a given the majority of females in the crowd sit each and every time they visit the restroom, but no dude is ever going to admit it. But we do it, and you wanna know why?
It’s because the whole “target” thing has gotten old because most urinals are huge and not much a challenge; we sit down half the time anyway; and because we tire of the conflict with, well, you know who, after arguing that even Michael Jordan missed two out of 10 free throws during his career.
It’s true – we can pee in the woods just like a bear does (and we do) – but this way is easier … unless, of course, we fall back asleep with our heads in our hands.
