Why are there no urinals?
On Tuesday Em and I decided to go watch a Golden State Warriors game. We shared a big basket of messy nachos and I needed to use the restroom so I excused myself and went to find out.
If you’ve ever been to a stadium you know how they are generally structured. You walk through a narrow alley from the seats to an outer-ring section where all the concession stands and restrooms are.
I chose a random direction and started walking, figuring I would eventually run into a restroom. In the distance I saw a sign for the women’s restroom with an entrance next to it. Behind it I saw another sign with another entrance which I assumed to be the men’s since in most places you can find the women’s restroom next to the men’s (ie. in airports).
I blindly walk in and look for the nearest urinal. Oddly, there were no urinals. Something seemed wrong but I simply went to the nearest stall. I proceeded to empty my bladder and wondered more and more about there not being any stalls. It had been the first time I saw that. Then I heard someone exit a stall on the other end of the restroom (it was a large restroom). I heard “cloppy” shoes .. not a sound typical for men’s shoes. While still peeing I looked over my shoulder at the wall (the door was mostly closed but not locked which is common in men’s restrooms) and saw on the wall a baby-changing station.
Could I be in the women’s restroom?
I reminded myself not to be sexist. There could be a baby changing station in the men’s restroom. I finished my business, zipped up, buckled my belt and stealthily peeked out of the stall as I left. I saw a woman with long curly hair and quickily walked towards the other exit (there were two). Augh!
And then I remembered that at ball parks and stadiums that the restrooms are usually quite large with entrances from both ends. I immediately went to the men’s restroom since I didn’t get a chance to wash my hands. While there I took a cursory look for a baby-changing station as I washed my hands and saw none. I should’ve trusted my instincts!
All in all I found the whole situation amusing. It was a good thing that the restroom was mostly empty and I wonder if that other woman happen to see me dash out the other exit.
April 06 2005 09:37 am | ;P
April 6th, 2005 at 7:52 pm
LOL!!! Totally cracking up. “cloppy shoes”!! AHAHA!
That’s happened to me. At Cha Cha Cha, where I didn’t even notice the sign on the door since it’s all dark there and this guy kind of stared at me weirdly when I walked out. I didn’t even realize till the next time I went to the bathroom that there were signs.
And once in this restaurant where my friend and barged in and there was this guy peeing and we froze, standing there uncomprehendingly. Why is there a guy in the women’s restroom? Why is there a row of urinals in here? What’s going on? So we must have stood there for like 5 sec (seemed like an eternity), staring at each other, us and the guy, who was peering over his shoulder, before we finally realized what was going on and backed out like robots.
April 6th, 2005 at 8:18 pm
Don’t worry about it…a penis is nothing more than an elongated urethra with some extra skin. Oh and balls…forgot about the balls. Nevermind, I take it back. But you should have at least peed on the seat. Like the first stall in the co-ed dorms at Berkeley. Tear the door off and claim it in the name of penises.
April 6th, 2005 at 10:10 pm
I wonder what would’ve happened had I gone up to the sink casually and started washing my hands. And then I could take notice of the female and give HER a weird look like she’s in the wrong restroom. Then I could say something like, “Umm, I think you’re in the wrong restroom.” You know what I mean?? I could’ve totally psyched her out!
April 6th, 2005 at 10:40 pm
No no no…play it all cool-like. While you’re walking out, smile at her and throw away a tampon applicator into the trash.
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