Supervised urine sample

When I was a young boy in the late 60s and early 70s, I remember peeing into a glass jar as my mother held it (the jar). Then she'd close the lid on the jar, put the jar in a paper bag, and we would go to the doctor. I remember doing this several times. Never thought anything of it back then, but when I got older I often wondered why on earth you would have to take a urine sample at home rather than at the doctor's office.

Many, many times when I was in the military. I’ve also been an observer.

When I was doing drug test for work we would have people that would try to cheat. Most time the sample they would provide would be cold, thst is how we knew. Then we would have to observe the next one. It always makes watching males and females watching females.

Over the years I have given many work-related urine samples. great care is taken to prevent cheating but none have ever been supervised.

I've only had to give one urine sample for a drug test before a job. Someone followed me into the restroom, but not into the stall itself. I was allowed to lock the door. When I filled the cup, I had to immediately hand it to the other person who noted the temperature of the sample.

I found out later that sneaking in a sample from another person would report a temp outside the acceptable range and send up a red flag.

I had a drug screen as a condition of employment a few years ago. I don't work in a safety sensitive job (unless there are unknown hazards in cubicle world) but it is corporate policy so there before the grace of Quest Diagnostics go I. Now, I have seen and interacted with my share of unprofessional and disrespectful medical providers in my young life but this one is for the books.

I checked in at the kiosk at the reception lobby. I was not ready to provide a specimen so I was scolded by the receptionist for checking in. Drug tests are time sensitive so checking in before being ready to provide a specimen is prohibited. There was no warning of this during the check in process. Had there been so I would have exited the check in process.

A few minutes later I was called into the collection room by another unpleasant woman. I tried to inform her that I was not yet ready to provide a specimen but she just ignored my statement and acted like I did not even speak.They were then having some difficulty checking me in so as a courtesy I offered my employer info, phone contact, etc. I was then told to remain seated and mind my own business. I kid you not.

Then the technician calls me back to the collection area where once again I advised her I was not ready to provide a specimen at which point shee barked at me for wasting her time. I said I would go to the waiting room and drink some water until I was ready. She then screamed at me "Don't walk away from me when I am speaking and don't you ever interrupt me when I speaking to you" She then gave me the riot act about what I can and cannot do during my wait time in the lobby. Remain silent, remain in the waiting area and don't be disruptive. Again, I kid you not.

I drank a few cups of water and about 1/2 an hour later I was ready. The bitchy tech gave me some empty your pockets and empty your bladder song and dance followed by signing a chain of custody form. Then I got a sarcastic "Have a nice day" from her. I had enough. I retorted "It appears you fell from the tree of unpleasantness this morning and hit every branch on the way down. You are a disgrace to your profession and have no business interacting with people. I do hope they keep you away from children, you miserable bitch." I walked out.

The plot thickens...The following Monday I was at new employee orientation. The technician had the nerve to complain to my employer regarding the incident. I had a talk with the HR manager who wanted to know what happened. After explaining my side of the story the HR manager understood completely and I was not the only new hire who had a run in with Quest and perhaps it was time to find a new vendor.

I was embarrassed and beyond infuriated that this unruly bitch complained about me. As cliched as it may sound "This time it's war." I went on a relentless email/voicemail campaign to Quest Corporate about this woman. I was hoping it paid off.

About a year later I had my first annual physical with my new doctor and as such she ordered some lab tests and (Now I am the antagonist. The hunted is now the hunter...haha) so out of curiosity I returned to Quest due to the convenience factor (two blocks from work). I checked in but Receptionist Bitch One was not present. Technician Bitch Two saw me, came out to the lobby and started cursing me out in front of a lobby full of customers including a few kids (I have this thing about cursing people out in the presence of children) and told me to "Get the F**K out". Unbeknownst to Ms Crazy I recorded the entire incident on my phone. I then sent an email to Quest Corporate with a video attachment stating this will be posted on YouTube within one week unless you do something about this angry employee. I received an email two days later assuring me this incident would be investigated and appropriate action would be taken should any wrongdoing be confirmed. The next time I went there this woman was no longer working there. The new technician was certainly pleasant and jovial enough and although I am satisfied with the outcome the damage is done and it is too late as far as I am concerned. I now have my labs taken at the hospital.

As a matter of fact - yes

Once, a few years ago, I went for my annual checkup and cystoscopy at my urologist's office . Normally, on the way into the exam room, the nurse tells me to provide a urine sample in the bathroom and bring it into the exam room. This one time, for some reason she did not. We get into the room and she takes my vitals and tells me to get completely undressed from the waist down. And she leaves. A few minutes later another nurse comes in who will prep me for the procedure by numbing the urethra so the doctor can insert the cystoscope. When the second nurse comes in she says "where is your urine sample?" I answer that I was not told to provide one. She said that a sample is needed prior to your procedure and as long as you are undressed already, you don't need to put your pants back on to go to the bathroom, just urinate here in the exam room, please. And thats exactly what I did. I stood up and she handed me the specimen cup, and I filled it up to the top, as she watched. When I was done, I thanked her for being so considerate of me. She smiled and then told me to hop up and lay down so she can clean my penis to begin the prep for the cystoscopy. First and only time that happened.

In many medical facilities, employees are required to take a drug test. This occasionally is an unsupervised test, but on occasion, supervision is used. My last random test required a technician to supervise. I guess having done group showers and the like, it didn't really bother me. The only trouble I had was starting to pee with her watching. Once I got started, I had no problems. BTW, I passed the test. But I knew that going in.

It's strange how your feelings change over the years. When I was 16 I had to be sure to empty it before going to a drive-in movie because no matter how bad I needed to I couldn't pee standing at a urinal with other guys in there too. When that nurse came in for a "sterile" urine sample last year I had no trouble going even with her holding it and with my foreskin peeled by her.

In the mid-1970's, after the Vietnam War, the US military began cracking down on drug use. Urinalysis became the norm and members were require to fill their bottles under the watchful eyes of senior members. so, yup, I've been watched while peeing for drug checks.

In the early 1980's, as a Chief Petty Officer assigned to base Master-at-Arms office I was in charge of setting up the command's urinalysis program and had to undergo another test which popped positive for heroin. Embarassing for the top drug enforcer, and it took some civilian research to clear things up. Seems the tests used would detect poppy seeds used on burger buns often produced those results. To this day I do not eat anything with poppy seeds. 😲

Only in a play exam. Never in real life.

I clearly remember my first "supervised" urine sample even though it occurred over 46 years ago. My draft board "invited" me to a free physical examination in Wichita, Ks. as a reward for graduating high school. Following an all expense paid overnight motel stay with three to a room, we were picked up a 6 am, crammed onto a transit bus, and rather than be driven to the MEPS on Kellogg St. we were hauled to an Air Force base east of town where we along with about 300 to 350 others would enjoy the pre-induction exam/classification festivities in a huge open hanger which just weeks earlier housed B-47 bombers.

Upon arrival, we were herded to the counter of a chicken wire fenced enclosure where we we told to strip off everything except undershorts (everyone wore tighty whitey briefs in that era) and we were given a neck bag to carry our wallets, change etc. Inside the wallet was a numbered jar which looked like a miniature milk jug.

We were assigned to groups designated by the color of our paperwork jackets where we spent the day at various stations rotating through written tests and the medical exam portions, but the first event to start the day was the urine sample donation. Groups of about 100 men, we formed facing each other about 15 ft apart on painted lines in the middle of the hanger. I still remember the orders of an older rather gruff Army Sgt. telling us remove our bottles from our neck bags, then pull out our "DRAIN PIPES" from our "PANTIES" then fill the jugs 3/4 full with our "yellow tea" . This task was not only witnessed by medics assigned to collect our samples, but was mostly visible to the 200 or so men waiting to be next on the lines.

When we completed our "contribution to Uncle Sam" we held our prized donation in our outstretched arms and a medic would place them on what looked like a restaurant bus cart. I had no problem making a timely donation as a bunch of us had spent the previous night enjoying the virtues of 3.2 beer, but I recall some of the "slow producers" who hadn't mastered the ability to piss on the count of three being encouraged by the Army staff standing nearly in their faces. My final recollection was that after handing over our sample bottle we were directed to a latrine area where we could complete our "business" . I was really struggling to control my bladder and was horrified that I arrived standing 4th or 5th in line for access to the three urinals available.

I clearly remember my first "supervised" urine sample even though it occurred over 46 years ago. My draft board "invited" me to a free physical examination in Wichita, Ks. as a reward for graduating high school.

older rather gruff Army Sgt. telling us remove our bottles from our neck bags, then pull out our "DRAIN PIPES" from our "PANTIES" then fill the jugs 3/4 full with our "yellow tea" . This task was not only witnessed by medics assigned to collect our samples, but was mostly visible to the 200 or so men waiting to be next on the lines.

Plus all the females working there who wished to attend.

Yes every year for work usually a nurse practitioner or nurse through my jobs employee health department. If there is no male available we can either reschedule or empty our pockets and the nurse stands outside the door.

When I perform a play exam on a male, I often check the patient urine flow by having him pee under my supervision.

Yes every year for work usually a nurse practitioner or nurse through my jobs employee health department. If there is no male available we can either reschedule or empty our pockets and the nurse stands outside the door.

I have to confess to being amazed, flabbergasted, disgusted and despairing when I read all the many ways in which urine testing for drugs seems to be carried out with the maximum amount of suspicion and distrust falling on those being tested. Of which many are obviously totally innocent.

Talk about a degrading obsession in treating patients ...

older rather gruff Army Sgt. telling us remove our bottles from our neck bags, then pull out our "DRAIN PIPES" from our "PANTIES" then fill the jugs 3/4 full with our "yellow tea" . This task was not only witnessed by medics assigned to collect our samples, but was mostly visible to the 200 or so men waiting to be next on the lines.

Plus all the females working there who wished to attend.

I simply don't recall if there were females present for that exam.

I know from reading several accounts of others describing their MEPS experiences that it was very common for female doctors, and even female clerks to work at the examining centers. Some described the younger clerks as seemingly having an uncanny knack of entering the exam areas during the nude components of the physicals such as short-arm inspections, hernia exams, and the nude orthopaedic exercises. Some men offered that many of these girls probably sought the jobs solely for the "sightseeing" opportunities.

Quite a few years ago, i was at a pre employment exam, and was nude under gown. We then went to an adjoining toilet where I was required to provide a supervised sample.

I remember being little and my mom taking me and my brother into the bathroom in the doctor’s office to give our urine samples. My mom would wipe my labia with a wet towelette before holding the cup under me and telling me to pee. And then I remember her wiping the tip of my older brother’s penis with a wet wipe and then holding the cup in front of him so he could pee in it. I always thought it was funny how my brother’s pee would come out like a fountain.