Terminalcoffee discussion

So today I'm in the bathroom at work, one of those long, kind of nice bathrooms, with maybe six urinals and five stalls. The bathroom is always spotless, pretty much brand new. We just moved into these offices and the building is only a couple years old, near some ballrooms the public uses sometimes, so everything's kept clean. Anyway, I wash my hands and turn toward the door and...one of my female colleagues walks in. This exchange takes place.

She: Is this the men's bathroom?
Me: (looks around) I hope so.

At this point we both ran to the door to check, and yes, it was the men's bathroom. The, uh, row of urinals might have been a clue. I immediately, being a mature grown-up, ran and told all my other colleagues that I was traumatized and demanded my own bathroom.

Anything like this ever happen to you? Ever walk into the wrong bathroom? Been in the bathroom when someone walked in?

what kind of restaurant was it?

Once in a bar I saw these two doors :

Sticks

No Sticks

sticks & chicks sounds better.

RandomAnthony wrote: "So today I'm in the bathroom at work, one of those long, kind of nice bathrooms, with maybe six urinals and five stalls. The bathroom is always spotless, pretty much brand new. We just moved into..."

Was she hot?

I walk into the men's all too often.

Nope.

But once I intentionally used the men's room because the line to the women's room was longer than I could wait.

I was expecting it to be horribly filthy but actually it was just as clean at the women's room.

Phil wrote: "RandomAnthony wrote: "So today I'm in the bathroom at work, one of those long, kind of nice bathrooms, with maybe six urinals and five stalls. The bathroom is always spotless, pretty much brand ne..."

I'm not answering because she might read this.

(Yes, yes, yes, she was!)

I've never done that but when I used to go to the bar I would always sit at a spot near the women's bathroom because it was a great place to meet women.

Sometimes I get Michael and Myles confused and when Michael says he was in a bar to meet women I think, "But Michael, you're gay, right?"

Gosh, that kind of shock could even be enough to turn someone to the other team! ;)

Yes, I have. Posted about it in another thread, which means it is lost forever.

By the way, I'm all for coed bathrooms.

When I was in the 4th grade, I ate some bad eggs from the cafeteria, and I had to run to the bathroom to vomit. I wasn't paying attention to signs, so I ran in, threw up, noticed some dudes were looking at me funny, ran out of there MID VOMIT, and finished in the girl's bathroom.

RE 16: BUT if anyone could find it, it would be you, LG!

Yeah, I can't find it.

My college dormitory had one floor where the rooms were alternated -- women in one room, men in the next, then female, etc.

There was one bathroom on each wing to be shared by all (multiple stalls/sinks/showers of course). Each semester the "sex" of the bathroom would be reversed, so people who used to have their bathroom right across the hall would now have to walk to the other wing.

There were many times people accidentally went in the wrong one, and many times they did it just because it was convenient.

I was lucky enough to share a bathroom with only one female roommate in my (co-ed) dorm. I had friends who lived in the co-ed bathroom dorms and it never appealed to me.

I was in the women's bathroom at Tim Hortons one day. I walked out, hung a left thinking it was the door to the exit. It wasn't. It was the men's room. I hurriedly pivoted on the spot hoping that none of the men saw me, and left not only the bathroom but the restaurant.

Another time I was at my fellow mother-in-law's place. She has borders whose rooms are in the basement along with a bathroom for their use. I went to the main floor bathroom and opened the door. One of her borders was parked on the can, and annoyed as hell that I had walked in! Why he wouldn't use his own bathroom and lock the door was beyond me.

The bathroom lines in most public restrooms on Mardi Gras were always ridiculously long for the women... men were were coming and going with no issues. So naturally, when I was a kid and I told my mother I had to go, it meant I had to go right then. Instead of waiting in the women's line(which, by no exaggeration, usually wound around the block), she'd mortify me by dragging me into the men's room, announcing our presence, making me cover my eyes, and carrying me into the first available stall. I blame my mother for my men's room issues. I'm sure I'm not the only one with them.

The building where I work is shaped like an "L". In one wing, the men's room is on the right and the women's is on the left. In the other wing, they are of course switched. I haven't went into the wrong one yet but I've gotten as far as the doorway.

I haven't, but I worked in a building where there were a lot more men than women, and the same key unlocked both bathrooms. I walked in to the women's restroom and one of the guys from the office down the hall was in a stall with the door open. He was embarrassed and apologetic, but my only response was to tell him that the guys were welcome to use our restroom, but they needed to stop leaving the seats up!

depending on how bad you have to go there may not be a "wrong" bathroom

Or tree, bush or dark alley.

I used to pee outside all the time when I was a kid.

RandomAnthony wrote: "I used to pee outside all the time when I was a kid."

Why'd you stop? Hell, it's your porch & your yard.

Phil wrote: "RandomAnthony wrote: "I used to pee outside all the time when I was a kid."

Why'd you stop? Hell, it's your porch & your yard."


Yeah, but it's THEIR sex offender list.