The below article in the Los Angeles Times is about a man who decided he wanted to install a urinal at home.
I spent the next few weeks asking women, many of whom I barely knew, what they thought about urinals. The results were not good. First of all, it's got an unfortunate name. Toilets would still be kept outside if they were called crapinals. Also, my female friends said urinals conjured images of large, impersonal institutions such as prisons. They felt like the lidlessness was unsanitary. Basically, what I learned is that women have vastly overestimated the precision of peeing into a toilet bowl while standing up.
When I countered with the clear advantages of the urinal -- toilet seat always down, decreased water use, saved time, ease of cleaning, the option to pour in ice and play the most fun game in the entire world -- the truth came out. Urinals, these women eventually conceded, are simply too aggressively male. It is, they explained, like hanging a codpiece over the mantle. Which, of course, is now my new lifetime dream.
This seemed grossly unfair because there is so much woman stuff in a house. Such as, for instance, the house.
His adventures amused me enough that I called Teresa to see what she thought of the idea. Once she got over the initial confusion of why I was bothering her at work, she responded "Can't you just pee in the sink?". Which was even funnier, so I created a poll on the work intranet which looked like this:
I'm a man, great idea! (36%)
I'm a man, awful idea! (18%)
I'm a woman, great idea! (5%)
I'm a woman, awful idea! (8%)
Can't you just pee in the sink? (31%)
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