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Old 01-03-2013, 10:29 AM   #41
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All bathroom stall doors should be removed this will prevent peaking.

Yeah, it inhibits some folks if others are watching.
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Old 01-03-2013, 10:35 AM   #42
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What I find particularly disturbing are the ones who talk on the cell phones while in the stall !!
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Old 01-03-2013, 10:44 AM   #43
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This thread reminds me of my most embarrassing moment in life...so far. Way back when I was a Second Class Petty Officer, I went on leave back to my home town (vria's hometown as well). I extended my leave by doing hometown recruiting, so one this particular day I was wearing my very dashing looking bell bottom crackerjack's uniform. After work, my step mom picked me up and we went to the mall across the street. I really had to go so I strolled down to the public restrooms, getting lots of looks like anyone in uniform in the early 80's did back in the midwest. When you're wearing cracker jacks you stand out like a sore thumb. Any ways, I SWEAR that the door I stepped thru said MEN on it. There was no one in there and I thought it sort of odd that there weren't any urinals visible, but since I did not need that device to do what I need to do, I did not give pause enough to reconsider where I actually was. It was getting fairly urgent and that factored in as well. Let me stop and inform those of you who did not ever wear this uniform how the pants are constructed. There is no single button nor is there a fly or zipper on those pants. If you need to get out of them there are THIRTEEN buttons that you need to undo to get to the skivvy layer. Conversely there are the same thirteen buttons to re-do. You can't leave them undone because that part of the uniform is always visible...the top does not come down and cover that, it only comes down to the top of the pants. Back to the story; I found a middle stall, dropped trough, and parked it for awhile. I heard someone come in and they sat in the stall to my right. At about this time I noticed an "extra" toilet paper dispenser and thought, that's weird, why have 2 dispensers? Right after having that thought, everything suddenly SNAPPED into place!!! HOLY CRAP I WAS IN THE WOMEN'S BATHROOM!!!!!! That was NOT a dude next to me and now I'm gonna be arrested as a perv, in uniform no less!!!! At this exact time I also notice another aspect of this dashing uniform that was gonna help land me in jail. The shoes are VERY shiny. Women don't wear size 11 shiny shoes like that and guys tend to sit with legs slayed out to the sides. I'm sure the lady next to me was wondering why Bigfoot was sitting next to her with shiny shoes. I pulled my feet in as far as possible and hunkered down for the duration. I was counting people coming in and leaving and trying to plan my escape without handcuffs, praying that ladies don't peek into stalls, cause there was NO WAY you could miss me! After about 10 minutes of ladies coming in and leaving things got quiet. By my count nobody should be in the room. Now was my chance to get out of dodge...DAMN those buttons! I would have made it too if it weren't for those buttons and the extra time it took to button them. I got all the way to the door and was self congratulating myself for a successful extraction, when bang! Three old ladies opened the door at the same time I did. They all exclaimed, "whoops, we're sorry" and then proceeded to enter the MENS room!! Holy crap I was getting out as fast as I could! There was no way I could hide ANYWHERE in the mall. As I'm exiting the area I hear the old ladies in confusion as to what door they should go thru...evidently THEY saw urinals and the clue bird landed on them much faster than it did on me! I wasn't about to hang around and try to explain I was getting out of there FAST. I found my step mom and drug her away saying "we gotta go..NOW!"
So that's my story....
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Old 01-03-2013, 11:37 AM   #45
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What is it with guys and their need to drop spoor in public?


Are you serious? I'm not waiting 7 hours + a 2 hour drive home to deuce one out.
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This thread reminds me of my most embarrassing moment in life...so far. Way back when I was a Second Class Petty Officer, I went on leave back to my home town (vria's hometown as well). I extended my leave by doing hometown recruiting, so one this particular day I was wearing my very dashing looking bell bottom crackerjack's uniform. After work, my step mom picked me up and we went to the mall across the street. I really had to go so I strolled down to the public restrooms, getting lots of looks like anyone in uniform in the early 80's did back in the midwest. When you're wearing cracker jacks you stand out like a sore thumb. Any ways, I SWEAR that the door I stepped thru said MEN on it. There was no one in there and I thought it sort of odd that there weren't any urinals visible, but since I did not need that device to do what I need to do, I did not give pause enough to reconsider where I actually was. It was getting fairly urgent and that factored in as well. Let me stop and inform those of you who did not ever wear this uniform how the pants are constructed. There is no single button nor is there a fly or zipper on those pants. If you need to get out of them there are THIRTEEN buttons that you need to undo to get to the skivvy layer. Conversely there are the same thirteen buttons to re-do. You can't leave them undone because that part of the uniform is always visible...the top does not come down and cover that, it only comes down to the top of the pants. Back to the story; I found a middle stall, dropped trough, and parked it for awhile. I heard someone come in and they sat in the stall to my right. At about this time I noticed an "extra" toilet paper dispenser and thought, that's weird, why have 2 dispensers? Right after having that thought, everything suddenly SNAPPED into place!!! HOLY CRAP I WAS IN THE WOMEN'S BATHROOM!!!!!! That was NOT a dude next to me and now I'm gonna be arrested as a perv, in uniform no less!!!! At this exact time I also notice another aspect of this dashing uniform that was gonna help land me in jail. The shoes are VERY shiny. Women don't wear size 11 shiny shoes like that and guys tend to sit with legs slayed out to the sides. I'm sure the lady next to me was wondering why Bigfoot was sitting next to her with shiny shoes. I pulled my feet in as far as possible and hunkered down for the duration. I was counting people coming in and leaving and trying to plan my escape without handcuffs, praying that ladies don't peek into stalls, cause there was NO WAY you could miss me! After about 10 minutes of ladies coming in and leaving things got quiet. By my count nobody should be in the room. Now was my chance to get out of dodge...DAMN those buttons! I would have made it too if it weren't for those buttons and the extra time it took to button them. I got all the way to the door and was self congratulating myself for a successful extraction, when bang! Three old ladies opened the door at the same time I did. They all exclaimed, "whoops, we're sorry" and then proceeded to enter the MENS room!! Holy crap I was getting out as fast as I could! There was no way I could hide ANYWHERE in the mall. As I'm exiting the area I hear the old ladies in confusion as to what door they should go thru...evidently THEY saw urinals and the clue bird landed on them much faster than it did on me! I wasn't about to hang around and try to explain I was getting out of there FAST. I found my step mom and drug her away saying "we gotta go..NOW!"
So that's my story....


Reminds me of a time when I was driving to FL. My girlfriend at the time was driving, and I had been sleeping. I woke up as we pulled into a rest stop in NC.

Still half-asleep, I zombied my way to the nearest bathroom.....completely missing the sign that said "WOMEN".

Luckily it was about 2am, and no one was there, but I know exactly how you feel trying to plan an escape.
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This thread reminds me of my most embarrassing moment in life...so far. Way back when I was a Second Class Petty Officer, I went on leave back to my home town (vria's hometown as well). I extended my leave by doing hometown recruiting, so one this particular day I was wearing my very dashing looking bell bottom crackerjack's uniform. After work, my step mom picked me up and we went to the mall across the street. I really had to go so I strolled down to the public restrooms, getting lots of looks like anyone in uniform in the early 80's did back in the midwest. When you're wearing cracker jacks you stand out like a sore thumb. Any ways, I SWEAR that the door I stepped thru said MEN on it. There was no one in there and I thought it sort of odd that there weren't any urinals visible, but since I did not need that device to do what I need to do, I did not give pause enough to reconsider where I actually was. It was getting fairly urgent and that factored in as well. Let me stop and inform those of you who did not ever wear this uniform how the pants are constructed. There is no single button nor is there a fly or zipper on those pants. If you need to get out of them there are THIRTEEN buttons that you need to undo to get to the skivvy layer. Conversely there are the same thirteen buttons to re-do. You can't leave them undone because that part of the uniform is always visible...the top does not come down and cover that, it only comes down to the top of the pants. Back to the story; I found a middle stall, dropped trough, and parked it for awhile. I heard someone come in and they sat in the stall to my right. At about this time I noticed an "extra" toilet paper dispenser and thought, that's weird, why have 2 dispensers? Right after having that thought, everything suddenly SNAPPED into place!!! HOLY CRAP I WAS IN THE WOMEN'S BATHROOM!!!!!! That was NOT a dude next to me and now I'm gonna be arrested as a perv, in uniform no less!!!! At this exact time I also notice another aspect of this dashing uniform that was gonna help land me in jail. The shoes are VERY shiny. Women don't wear size 11 shiny shoes like that and guys tend to sit with legs slayed out to the sides. I'm sure the lady next to me was wondering why Bigfoot was sitting next to her with shiny shoes. I pulled my feet in as far as possible and hunkered down for the duration. I was counting people coming in and leaving and trying to plan my escape without handcuffs, praying that ladies don't peek into stalls, cause there was NO WAY you could miss me! After about 10 minutes of ladies coming in and leaving things got quiet. By my count nobody should be in the room. Now was my chance to get out of dodge...DAMN those buttons! I would have made it too if it weren't for those buttons and the extra time it took to button them. I got all the way to the door and was self congratulating myself for a successful extraction, when bang! Three old ladies opened the door at the same time I did. They all exclaimed, "whoops, we're sorry" and then proceeded to enter the MENS room!! Holy crap I was getting out as fast as I could! There was no way I could hide ANYWHERE in the mall. As I'm exiting the area I hear the old ladies in confusion as to what door they should go thru...evidently THEY saw urinals and the clue bird landed on them much faster than it did on me! I wasn't about to hang around and try to explain I was getting out of there FAST. I found my step mom and drug her away saying "we gotta go..NOW!"
So that's my story....
Excellent story!


Not a personally embarrassing story for me, but... I was at the airport with my then 3 y/o daughter. Between flights I thought it would be a good idea to make a potty stop. As we were entering the ladies room, a 6'+ man came barreling out of the ladies room almost knocking us down and was bright red. Evidently, he got "caught" in there between flight changes and was unable to make a clean getaway. :busted!:
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I thought it would be enough that you looked under the stall door to see my feet there.

Was it really necessary to make eye-contact through the crack in the stall door?


You creepy freak ass.
Were you tapping you left foot as they walked by?
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Excellent story!


Not a personally embarrassing story for me, but... I was at the airport with my then 3 y/o daughter. Between flights I thought it would be a good idea to make a potty stop. As we were entering the ladies room, a 6'+ man came barreling out of the ladies room almost knocking us down and was bright red. Evidently, he got "caught" in there between flight changes and was unable to make a clean getaway. :busted!:
LOL I feel his pain! At least he could blend into the crowd and become anonymous very quickly. Not an option for me back then.
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LOL I feel his pain! At least he could blend into the crowd and become anonymous very quickly. Not an option for me back then.
Oh dear...

This poor guy had to run the gauntlet to get out of the ladies room, it was packed with waiting lines.
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