* Taken an adult male with developmental delays into a stall in a public women's restroom to help him pee.* Peed in a men's room because I really needed to pee and couldn't find the ladies'.* Frequented a bar that didn't have a door on the mens' room. So many drunk man asses. It had one of those huge trough urinals, too, so it was seriously ass-to-ass by closing time.* Walked into a women's bathroom full of guys and not cared, as long as I could get into a stall. (It was at a Promise Keepers' convention at which I was working a refreshment stand. All those good Christian men were way more freaked out than I was.)
Did I somehow miss all the rapes and safety threats while I was doing this? How much of this would be illegal?
If they do that, architects and developers might realise that they've been making woman's toilets too damn small since they realised women needed public toilets.
I used to be very blind, before LASIK. I went to the toilet at the airport. I squatted, was amazed at the Niagra Falls next to me (thinking that guy is hung like Secretariat), washed and left. I met a woman walking in, to our mutual surprise. I checked the sign (which involved standing under it and squinting) and found it was my bad.
But nobody saw a hoo hoo or a hoo hah or a whatsit the whole time. It was as if people waited until they got inside the stalls to drop trou. This is a revolutionary concept.
Rider prep area prior to a bike race -- women used the men's and women's restrooms. Men used the bushes. It was an unwritten but well-understood rule, and probably still is. Porta-potties, when they were present, were all unisex; if they weren't too busy, men and women alike used the first one that was available. When there were lines, men left all of them for the women and used the bushes*. It wasn't motivated by gallantry, just by practicality (and consideration for one's teammates). No one should ever miss a start because they were stuck in the restroom line. I saw this over and over again back in my racing days.
I don't recall ever encountering any (that I knew of) but if there had been trans* folks around it wouldn't have been any different. You were to do whatever you were most comfortable with -- either get on line or take a little walk. We were all each focused on our own prep and paid little to no attention to what others were doing._______________________________________________________* And if there were no trees or bushes, then the far end of the field. Everyone understood that they were not to gaze too long or look too closely in a certain direction.
"socialized defecation." Like the Romans? http://www.realclearscience...
I live in California. If I sign the petition "I.P. Freely," then will the initiative be invalid?
I obviously don't spend enough quality time in public restrooms to give a shit about this.
The Summer of Love was way better.
there isn't a trombone sad enough for this.
I have, in my checkered bathroom history:
* Taken an adult male with developmental delays into a stall in a public women's restroom to help him pee.* Peed in a men's room because I really needed to pee and couldn't find the ladies'.* Frequented a bar that didn't have a door on the mens' room. So many drunk man asses. It had one of those huge trough urinals, too, so it was seriously ass-to-ass by closing time.* Walked into a women's bathroom full of guys and not cared, as long as I could get into a stall. (It was at a Promise Keepers' convention at which I was working a refreshment stand. All those good Christian men were way more freaked out than I was.)
Did I somehow miss all the rapes and safety threats while I was doing this? How much of this would be illegal?
aotk
If they do that, architects and developers might realise that they've been making woman's toilets too damn small since they realised women needed public toilets.
Not sure why the upfists haven't blown through the roof. This!
I used to be very blind, before LASIK. I went to the toilet at the airport. I squatted, was amazed at the Niagra Falls next to me (thinking that guy is hung like Secretariat), washed and left. I met a woman walking in, to our mutual surprise. I checked the sign (which involved standing under it and squinting) and found it was my bad.
But nobody saw a hoo hoo or a hoo hah or a whatsit the whole time. It was as if people waited until they got inside the stalls to drop trou. This is a revolutionary concept.
Rider prep area prior to a bike race -- women used the men's and women's restrooms. Men used the bushes. It was an unwritten but well-understood rule, and probably still is. Porta-potties, when they were present, were all unisex; if they weren't too busy, men and women alike used the first one that was available. When there were lines, men left all of them for the women and used the bushes*. It wasn't motivated by gallantry, just by practicality (and consideration for one's teammates). No one should ever miss a start because they were stuck in the restroom line. I saw this over and over again back in my racing days.
I don't recall ever encountering any (that I knew of) but if there had been trans* folks around it wouldn't have been any different. You were to do whatever you were most comfortable with -- either get on line or take a little walk. We were all each focused on our own prep and paid little to no attention to what others were doing._______________________________________________________* And if there were no trees or bushes, then the far end of the field. Everyone understood that they were not to gaze too long or look too closely in a certain direction.
Logical, as it should be
Because they are ashamed of their own, of course.
Self-shame, as I mistakenly stated above.
Kinksters, fetishists and bona fide perverts don't even obsess over other people's private parts as much as these worrywarts do.
Others who, like themselves, have constipated minds.