Hallmarker

Was absolutely bursting with coffee and water when I found this empty classroom to relieve myself in. There were technical issues with the video but I got a few shots of the aftermath. It was a decent strong yellow color and I left a puddle on the carpet that is a bit hard to see as well as marking three chairs/desk combinations in the back.

Having my morning coffee before heading out today. Once I leave the house I don’t plan on using the toilet once. I’ll be visiting the alma mater which was the first place I really began to explore this side of myself. Hoping to leave a few hot puddles lying around. Edit: Fate conspired against me yesterday but I still managed to make one good puddle I’ll post over in the men’s section shortly.

Plane was delayed. Bathroom was deserted. That’s the whole story.

Plane was delayed. Bathroom was deserted. That’s it.

So I’ve engaged in quite a bit of self reflection on this topic. While there are a couple of instances from my youth I can remember, one of the earliest was this particular passage from the book Indian in the Cupboard which we had to read for school. It really stuck with me at the time and makes more sense in hindsight and from my adult perspective! The context of the quote is that teenage hooligans have broken into the main characters house and one of them is going to piss on the bed. Edit: had issues linking properly. It’s the 7th search results down from google books. h

Actually the job sucked most of the time but there were a couple of perks. Some women, particularly newer ones, would walk quite a distance away, more frequently it would be close by and only partially hidden (ie. can still see their head or maybe top half of them while squatting), sometimes if we were in one spot long enough there might be a designated pee spot behind a fallen log with more than a few puddles, but eventually on the more hardcore crews, like the one I belonged to as well as the supervisor in my story it would become “don’t turn around I gotta piss” and they would just squat a

Yesterday outside one of the doors to an outbuilding at the local park. It was the middle of the day and I certainly didn’t need to but thought I would enjoy myself. There were people around, including some coming up the path behind me but with the snow on the ground it’s easy to hear footsteps crunching and judge distances. I’m certain they would have seen my handiwork shortly after I left it. On the way home I was disappointed to see that it had evaporated I guess instead of freezing. Oh well.

I’m in Canada, and it wasn’t construction or landscaping but involved a lot of surveying on rural properties or sometimes deep in the woods. We typically covered long distances so portapottys didn’t really make sense. Gender break down was nearly 50/50. I certainly have other stories from this and other experiences I can post when time permits.

This was about six years ago so I was in my mid 20s and she was a few years older than me. We both worked an outdoor blue-collar type job as I don’t want to get too specific. There was lots of outdoor pissing going on from both genders at work and also a “work hard play hard” type of mentality in the industry, so plenty of trips to the bar after a long hard day.

A work supervisor actually. We had plans to go out drinking and dancing with a mutual work friend. The mutual friend dropped out less than an hour but my supervisor still showed up at my place already pretty smashed. In the Uber on the way down I said that I needed to piss before getting into the club line and she said “I’ll find you a spot.” Ok! Sounds good to me. She took me down some narrow lane and into what appeared to be someone’s side yard. I unzipped my fly with her standing directly beside me before we heard what sounded like a siding door opening and we ran away. Literally a short st

I’ve been interviewing around for a couple of very big opportunities recently. For these I’m usually dressed in my best clothes, with a fresh haircut and beard trim from the barber, and now that the winter months have arrived, with my very dapper pea (!!!) coat. I usually arrive heavily caffeinated and upon leaving am in need of a little physical relief to go along with the psychological that comes with having wrapped up a successful experience. I’ve ducked into a few places on the way home to treat myself and have re-discovered that if I want to pee on something I only have to separate