Taking a leak is a complex procedure and a minefield of social faux pas-es. It might seem (to the non-bloke casual observer) like a trivial procedure of pulling the Holden over to the side of the road, finding a reasonably foliaged bush and bleeding the lizard; but it's not.
Not at all.
In reality, the above scenario only occurs when the bloke concerned is on his own on a fairly sheltered road. In the REAL bloke world, when you're barrelling up the Auckland motorway (well, as barrelling as you can with the handbrake driving as the designated driver, at 93 km/hr because you and the mates have made the compulsory pub stops which render you unable to drive AND retain your license), it's not as simple as that. One must consider Leak eticate.
Leak Eticate: General Rules
Special Situations - The Cubicle Urinal
Cubicle Urinals refer to either: the individual "handbasin" type of
urinal or the full-length single-berth stainless steel job. For the
purposes of the queueing theory explanation we will suppose we have a
L-Shaped bog with 10 "cubicle" urinals in it, 6 along one side, 4
down the other, numbered 1 to 10 in that order.
1 2 3 4 5 6
7
GT1 8
GT2 9
10
1 2 B1 4 5 6
7
GT1 8
GT2 9
10
1 2 B1 4 5 6
7
GT1 B2
GT2 9
10
B3 2 B1 4 5 6
7
GT1 B2
GT2 9
10
B1 2 B1 4 B4 6
7
GT1 B2
GT2 9
10
B1 2 B1 4 B4 6
7
GT1 B2
GT2 9
B5
B1 2 B1 4 B4 6
7
B6 B2
GT2 9
B5
Leaving the Shithouse.
Leaving the bogs involves some form of closure. A couple of shakes is
acceptable, but 400 is excessive and is likely to facilitate the finding
of your body somewhere unpleasant the next morning. Sometimes it's
appropriate to sigh after a long awaited leak, but mostly not. It depends how much
you enjoy playing footy and how much you would miss it. A big Bloke-Call
is "Do I wash my hands?". Now, the legendary Super-Kiwi-Bloke doesn't
even wash his hands after aiding the tricky birth of a couple of calves,
emptying a sump and helping the septic tank guy with his hoses just prior
to dinner. But we can't all be like that. So, maybe you do, and maybe
you don't. Any maybe you chuck your hands under the hot air dryer or
maybe you realise that that's the first step to getting your own hair
dryer and opening up a flower shop. It's up to you. One thing you must
NEVER do however, is catch your reflection in the mirror for more than
a microsecond. "Posing" is a cardinal sin, and is to be avoided by Blokes
at all cost. It starts with posing and ends up when you buy a "dress
watch" that isn't even waterproof so you have to take it off before assisting
a calf birth as above.
Before you know it, you're buying men's perfume, have your own "man-bag"
and your mates are playing those bloody funny jokes on you by driving on
the footpath that you're walking on. Ha ha ha, what a bunch of jokers!!!
Three weeks after that, you discover that you're really a woman trapped
in the body of a man and the "dress watch" was just a manifestation of
your subconcious wish to wear a dress proper, and your bloke life is over.
So don't look in the mirror.