A urinal is a specialized toilet for urinating into, basically a container or simply a wall, with drainage and automatic / manual flushing. Initially intended - and obviously commonly placed in the gents for men to use. So no matter how drunk a fellow might be, one look at a toilet without a row of anonymous urinals usually rings an alarm. Whether the urinal comes in individual sets or in a row trough, it usually signifies an area solely set aside for men.
Oddly comforting actually.
But what I have noticed amongst my gay brethren is a peculiar reluctance to approach a urinal. Rather than head for the easier, more practical, far more efficient solution presented by the urinals, they usually saunter towards the stalls. Only when faced with no other choice - for instance with the entire bar of stalls occupied, would they take take that final step towards the row of urinals. Even then you'd think they were marching to their deaths.
Since I am an advocate of the urinals, their reasons for avoiding them I have yet to fathom myself. Fear of inadvertently spraying everyone in sight? Fear of being inadequately judged by their peers? Fear of being outed after inadvertently eyeing the fellow in the adjacent urinal?
Or perhaps they find themselves unable to comprehend the unspoken Code of Men's Rooms Etiquette? Do some of the gay boys miss out on that particular chapter in their schooling?