An anecdote: a couple of decades ago, I applied for a position as a security guard at a bank. I sat through the interview, all went well, and as we were wrapping up, the interviewer said all we needed to do was the drug test. I'm thinking "ok, I'll go to some clinic, piss in a cup, wait a couple of days, and I'll hear back." The guy asked me to follow him; thought we were going to an administration desk to find find out where I needed to go for the test, but he led me to the bathroom, pulled a cup out of his pocket, and instructed me to fill it while he stood a few feet away. I had nothing to fear or hide, but something about being tasked to pee on command while someone watches (not watch as in "looking at my dick in my hand," just standing behind me at a respectful distance) made me nervous. When I finished, he took the cup, pulled out a testing strip from his other pocket, and tested my warm piss while I watched. I passed, naturally, and got the job, but I walked out feeling lowkey violated. Makes me wonder how many pot heads made it that far only to realize there was no call to a friend with clean pee to save them.