I try to use the disabled trap in our work, its much more spacious and the bog is higher up so my poor old back doesn't suffer crouching down.
Another thing regarding this subject that annoys me is our cleaners in work just walk into the urinals and shout "ANYONE IN HERE!", well yes actually, you can see us all stood there pissing away, so how about shouting from the doorway!
Although not really a 'toilet story', I once went to Sayers on Great Homer Street to buy a pasty and when I pulled up outside the lady who worked there was stood outside smoking away. Imagine my fucking disgust when she stubbed the fag out in a bin and proceeded to go back into the shop and pick the pasty out of the display and put it in a bag, without even washing her hands!
I don't smoke and it literally turned my stomach, the pasty got lashed in the bin and I found a chippy instead.