If I have to go badly enough, of course I use them. Why not? I wash my hands.

Only when absolutely necessary. In that situation I try not to touch anything. I did a study for a microbiology lab class where we swabbed fixtures in public restrooms and grew cultures from the samples. All I can say about it is don't touch anything and do not use the soap, even from the dispensors. Oh yes, and open the door with a paper towel, do not touch the handle, especially the one inside.

yes... although, there are some that i walk inside, take a look at, and walk back out, unless i have to go REALLY badly. also, here's a lovely email i received today: "For Women (Public Restrooms) When you have to visit a public bathroom, you usually find a line of women, so you smile politely and take your place. Once it's your turn, you check for feet under the stall doors. Every stall is occupied. Finally, a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the stall. You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter, the wait has been so long you are about to wet your pants! The dispenser for the modern "seat covers" (invented by someone's Mom, no doubt) is handy, but empty. You would hang your purse on the door hook, if there was one, but there isn't - so you carefully, but quickly drape it around your neck, (Mom would turn over in her grave if you put it on the FLOOR!), yank down your pants, and assume " The Stance." In this position your aging, toneless thigh muscles begin to shake. You'd love to sit down, but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold "The Stance." To take your mind off your trembling thighs, you reach for what you discover to be the empty toilet paper dispenser. In your mind, you can hear your mother's voice saying, "Honey, if you had tried to clean the seat, you would have KNOWN there was no toilet paper!" Your thighs shake more. You remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday – the one that's still in your purse. (Oh yeah, the purse around your neck, that now, you have to hold up trying not to strangle yourself at the same time). That would have to do. You crumple it in the puffiest way possible. It's still smaller than your thumbnail. Someone pushes your door open because the latch doesn't work. The door hits your purse, which is hanging around your neck in front of your chest, and you and your purse topple backward against the tank of the toilet. "Occupied!" you scream, as you reach for the door, dropping your precious, tiny, crumpled tissue in a puddle on the floor, lose your footing altogether, and slide down directly onto the TOILET SEAT. It is wet of course. You bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with every imaginable germ and life form on the uncovered seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper – not that there was any, even if you had taken time to try. You know that your mother would be utterly appalled if she knew, because, you're certain her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, dear, "You just don't KNOW what kind of diseases you could get." By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, propelling a stream of water like a fire hose against the inside of the bowl that sprays a fine mist of water that covers your butt and runs down your legs and into your shoes. The flush somehow sucks everything down with such force that you grab onto the empty toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged in too. At this point, you give up. You're soaked by the spewing water and the wet toilet seat. You're exhausted. You try to wipe with a gum wrapper you found in your pocket and then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks. You can't figure out how to operate the faucets with the automatic sensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past the line of women still waiting. You are no longer able to smile politely to them. A kind soul at the very end of the line points out a piece of toilet paper trailing from your shoe. (Where was that when you NEEDED it??) You yank the paper from your shoe, plunk it in the woman's hand and tell her warmly, “Here, you just might need this." As you exit, you spot your hubby, who has long since entered, used, and left the men's restroom. Annoyed, he asks, "What took you so long, and why is your purse hanging around your neck?" This is dedicated to women everywhere who deal with a public restrooms (rest??? you've GOT to be kidding!!). It finally explains to the men what really does take us so long. It also answers their other commonly asked questions about why women go to the restroom in pairs. It's so the other gal can hold the door, hang onto your purse and hand you Kleenex under the door!"

When you gotta go, you gotta go.

If it means the difference between "having an accident" and making it to the restroom, I do. That is the only time, though. I will subject myself to the misery of having to use the restroom until I literally can't tolerate the feeling anymore. Otherwise, I steer clear of public restrooms, as there is always something that will deter me from using it, anyway.

Yes !! When you've gotta go you've really gotta go !! I always wash my hands and turn off the faucet and touch the door handle with a paper towel in my hand to prevent re-infecting myself with germs after washing my hands. If you don't do this, the hand washing is moot.

only if i really need to use one.. but it also depends on the cleanliness of it, i have no problem using malls restroom since it is always clean but if u meant those portable restroom that is place in the street.. "only if i really really really need it..."

Here's a little dane cook for you guys

It certainly beats peeing on myself. However, sometimes I would rather pee on myself than use some bathrooms I've seen.

For what?

Yes, quite often. Never think twice. Of course I will also happily use a passing tree...

i hate public bathrooms, as you can probably tell from my name. the fact of the matter remains is that most of them are unsanitary, unflushed, and has a bad smell. what's worse is the graffiti usually written in pen or carved inside the doors. i hate the people who leave msgs like: "ahhhh the world's full of crap!" and then wuts sadder is some other guy replies to it "ahhhh you're full of crap!". the saddest of all though is if the first guy comes back to reply to THAT 'cause he's like come back to check his messages or somethin......

i hate public bathrooms, as you can probably tell from my name. the fact of the matter remains is that most of them are unsanitary, unflushed, and has a bad smell. what's worse is the graffiti usually written in pen or carved inside the doors. i hate the people who leave msgs like: "ahhhh the world's full of crap!" and then wuts sadder is some other guy replies to it "ahhhh you're full of crap!". the saddest of all though is if the first guy comes back to reply to THAT 'cause he's like come back to check his messages or somethin......

i hate public bathrooms, as you can probably tell from my name. the fact of the matter remains is that most of them are unsanitary, unflushed, and has a bad smell. what's worse is the graffiti usually written in pen or carved inside the doors. i hate the people who leave msgs like: "ahhhh the world's full of crap!" and then wuts sadder is some other guy replies to it "ahhhh you're full of crap!". the saddest of all though is if the first guy comes back to reply to THAT 'cause he's like come back to check his messages or somethin......

i hate public bathrooms, as you can probably tell from my name. the fact of the matter remains is that most of them are unsanitary, unflushed, and has a bad smell. what's worse is the graffiti usually written in pen or carved inside the doors. i hate the people who leave msgs like: "ahhhh the world's full of crap!" and then wuts sadder is some other guy replies to it "ahhhh you're full of crap!". the saddest of all though is if the first guy comes back to reply to THAT 'cause he's like come back to check his messages or somethin......

Yes, but I've seen some that I'm not surprised a lady wouldn't want to use.

Yes, I do. Some public restrooms are kept up very nicely along with a nice scent in the bathroom. Others smell and are gross like. But, I enjoy using the nicer public restrooms.

Not unless I'm prarie doging it, then I use the croucthing tiger, matix, squat.

yes, i do... BUT i have to squat, lol, not lucky like you guys! :)

In general guys obviously don't have the same issues as women. We get to piss standing up and women get to pee sitting down, have periods, experience childbirth and go through menopause-so far, so good. But sometimes I'm a little uncomfortable about putting the old spanker down on certain serfaces and unsure about the availabilty of wiping material-so I keep a half dozen Purell wipes around. Problems solved.

Only when I absolutely have to. +5

Yes I do. Lots of times, I'll have to walk to get where I need to be. So it's usually guaranteed that I'll have to use the restroom. But I only do it in stores like Food Lion or Walmart, which are clean compared to others.

Sure. I'm not about to pee in the street.

Yes !! When you've gotta go, you've gotta go !!!

Not after that last rash.

Only if it's really urgent. Then I don't sit on the seat or use the toilet paper. I let it drip dry.

Yes, no issue. Except that one time...

Do you rest in public userooms?

Only if its really a need to for like Long trips etc..

Not if I can help it, I will wait! : )

Sure, if I gotta go, I gotta go. I try to find ones that are clean but you use what's available.

Only if I can't hold it.

Only in private.

Yes but not unless I have to. I'm not squeamish like that however.

Any port in a storm! : D

I hate to have to do it, but when ya gotta go, ya gotta go

Yes, I'm seldom at home, so I'm left with no choice.

once you use a pit toilet... youle use ANYTHING

I hate them... however, they are a savior when I REALLY gotta go. :-)

I try not to but if ya gotta go ya gotta go but ive learned to hold it very long b4

After using public restrooms in France and Europe, nothing else here will bother you.

I can't help it.. I have IBS.. :(

Only standing up ;) And only in an emergency.

Yes, sometimes you just gotta.

I can't hold it for 10 hours, I have to.

By "use" do you mean vandalize with graffiti tags and scribes on every wall toilet toilet seat and urinal? Pissing on the floor walls and all over the toilet paper? Then sure. Yes.

if i have to..

Use. Abuse. I can't help it ... I like to mess up public bathrooms. Usually with graffiti tags, but I also like to be an a-hole and piss on the floor or toilet paper and ass gaskets. But graff is the best. I try to leave at least one tag wherever I go. If its a dive and already has some graff, then my friend and I will trash it.

The best public restrooms are shopping malls and fastfood restaurants- other than that I rather go home.

Yes, I do use public restrooms. I do not have a choice because I am not at home all the time. When traveling on expressways I will not have any reservations because the public restrooms are very well maintained.