Savage Love column - "Am I such a heinous bastard for urinating in the shower?"
Posted: 29 Dec 2024, 19:58
Hey everyone, hope you're enjoying your holiday season. Felt like sharing something a bit on the lighter side. For the unacquainted, Dan Savage is a relationship advice columnist who specializes in the more R-rated aspects of love and intimacy. But this letter writer's complaint, far from dealing with anything too steamy, is instead about a more everyday quandary ...
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Three weeks ago, I was at my girlfriend’s apartment taking a shower. The urge to release my pressurized bladder hit me and I dutifully whizzed into the bathtub’s drain. At the same time, my girlfriend tiptoed into the bathroom and, in an attempt to surprise me, jerked open the shower curtain. My urine stream was particularly apparent, as I had been beefing up on B complex. She became incensed when she caught me pissing in her shower. I’ve since not spoken with her.
I ask you this: Is it unreasonable for me to stick to my guns on this one? Am I such a heinous bastard for urinating in the shower? It’s not like I bathed in urine or pissed in her shampoo bottle, but if I’m in the shower and gotta piss, I’m going to point toward the drain and let fly. A little bit of pee-pee never hurt anyone, did it? –Umlar in Ballard
Hey, UIB:
Women have a different relationship with urine than men do. Men break up cigarette butts in urinals, draw in the snow, swing it back and forth, see how high we can piss up into the air before the stream breaks and arcs into the toilet bowl: for us, piss is a toy. Women have less control. They must squat or foul themselves: urine is not a toy, and pee time is not playtime, it’s think time. Women piss and ponder, men piss and play–and herein lies the essential mystery of the difference between the sexes.
Deprived of a festive relationship with piss, women are likelier to be squeamish about their own and others’ urine. Hence the shower freak-out. As for the dispute, I’m on the girlfriend’s side. There ain’t nothing wrong with peeing in the tub as far as I’m concerned, but it’s her bathtub. Hers–not yours, not mine. An apology is in order, and a solemn promise never, ever to pee in her bathtub again. Follow up your promise with a sincere and heartfelt effort not to get caught the next time you pee in her bathtub–lock the door, face the wall, and lay off the B complex.
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Three weeks ago, I was at my girlfriend’s apartment taking a shower. The urge to release my pressurized bladder hit me and I dutifully whizzed into the bathtub’s drain. At the same time, my girlfriend tiptoed into the bathroom and, in an attempt to surprise me, jerked open the shower curtain. My urine stream was particularly apparent, as I had been beefing up on B complex. She became incensed when she caught me pissing in her shower. I’ve since not spoken with her.
I ask you this: Is it unreasonable for me to stick to my guns on this one? Am I such a heinous bastard for urinating in the shower? It’s not like I bathed in urine or pissed in her shampoo bottle, but if I’m in the shower and gotta piss, I’m going to point toward the drain and let fly. A little bit of pee-pee never hurt anyone, did it? –Umlar in Ballard
Hey, UIB:
Women have a different relationship with urine than men do. Men break up cigarette butts in urinals, draw in the snow, swing it back and forth, see how high we can piss up into the air before the stream breaks and arcs into the toilet bowl: for us, piss is a toy. Women have less control. They must squat or foul themselves: urine is not a toy, and pee time is not playtime, it’s think time. Women piss and ponder, men piss and play–and herein lies the essential mystery of the difference between the sexes.
Deprived of a festive relationship with piss, women are likelier to be squeamish about their own and others’ urine. Hence the shower freak-out. As for the dispute, I’m on the girlfriend’s side. There ain’t nothing wrong with peeing in the tub as far as I’m concerned, but it’s her bathtub. Hers–not yours, not mine. An apology is in order, and a solemn promise never, ever to pee in her bathtub again. Follow up your promise with a sincere and heartfelt effort not to get caught the next time you pee in her bathtub–lock the door, face the wall, and lay off the B complex.