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<blockquote> This one older dude will rest one arm on the wall and lean his head against his arm like he is sobbing. He always looks like a drunk when he's taking a piss. </blockquote> A buddy of mine at work does the one hand on the wall lean, I call him out on it every time. He doesn't rest his head though. He also reaches up, like two feet over his head. I'm six inches taller than him and mock him every time by reaching way higher than him, all the way staring right at him. The bathroom at my work garage (aka "the litterbox") is a fucking sight to behold every afternoon at 2:45-3:00 when we all return from the field. Picture 60 or so guys wandering in and out of a bathroom washing their hands or taking a piss. You're not safe standing at the urinal either, the common trick is to give a gentle push to someone to try and get them into the urinal. Gentlemen we are not. Pity the poor fool who actually goes into a stall to take a dump. I've seen garbage cans full of wet paper towels dumped over the stall in retaliation for producing such a foul odor in that critical time period. It's an unwritten law that you're not supposed to drop an anchor, no matter what the fuck you ate for lunch. Hold it, or go into the bosses bathroom on the sly. There is nothing in the world quite like afternoon bathroom banter. The crux of the topics, over the ten years I've been doing this job: -How little work we do during the day. A gu can be the hardest worker in the world, he'll still come in the bathroom talking shit about how he does nothing all day. -How bad our shit stank earlier that day, and how lucky you are not to have smelled it -The lack of a reason for washing our hands when we clearly do not do any work. The common explanation for the sin of having dirt on your hands? Newsprint, from the 3 papers I read per day. I'll be there in an hour and a half, can't wait!!! Might drop a bomb on these fools today also, feel one brewing. Back to the topic; my urinal pose is one of concentration and focus with my head down and on target, interrupted by occasional bursts of incredily loud braggadocio about how bad I am, how long I can pee for, how little work I do, and how bright my pee is. I occasionally fart, doing one of my poses which was profiled in a previous thread of a year or so ago. Hi Dizz!!!

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