Women's Bathroom

Before I get into this post...let me first say:

WARNING!!! The following blogger has coffee in her system and she isn't a coffee drinker, so I'm not sure what's going to come out of my head...

Let's talk women's bathrooms.

What annoys me most about the women's bathrooms is the women. Okay...hmmm...perhaps annoy is too strong of a word. It actually kinda cracks me up. What is it? It's the fact that you have many women out there who are ashamed to "perform" certain bodily functions when there is someone in there. You know who you are. You are chillin' doin' number 2 (yes, I decided to use a nicer term) and someone comes into the bathroom. What do you do? You stop!!!! I always find that fact fascinating! I mean we ALL have the same bodily functions! I'll tell you one thing, first of all I personally don't like using public bathrooms, not because I'm shy...it's because of all the dirty things I've seen in the bathrooms! When I was a grad student, one of my co-workers walked out of the bathroom without washing her hands (first alarm) THEN when I walked into the office she was there eating a sandwhich WITHOUT plastic wrap around it (second alarm)!!! There were no sinks between the women's bathroom and the office...so you see stuff like that freaks me out BIG TIME!

Why am I writing this post? Well I just think it's silly for people to stop what they are doing just so they can "pretend" to the person that they aren't doing what it's so obvious they are doing...lol. Unless you're stuff smells like cake (mmmmmm...cake smells) then the person is going to know what you're doing as soon as they step into the bathroom. My thing is...continue what you're doing but since someone is in the bathroom with you...give some curtesty flushes...but that's it. I know that what I'm about to say is mean...but I have to say it. It's a warning to all the ladies out there. If you're using the bathroom and I walk in and I hear you stop (because you don't realize it...but most people make noises when they stop that function) I'm going to take my TIME in the bathroom. Oh, I used to do it all the time in college. I'll take my time using the bathroom, getting re-dressed, I'll wash my hands for like 3 minutes, then pull out some lotion and start to slowly lotion each finger and under each finger nail, I would check my hair...even it it's twisted and doesn't require a comb or pick, I would mess around with it, try out a new hairstyle, then glance at myself in the mirror and make faces at myself. This whole exchange will take about 15 minutes....lol. The funny part is going to the door and hearing the person finally relax. I know, you're calling me mean, but am I? I didn't make the person ashamed to do stuff like that in public...I'm just being, well? Okay mean *sighs* but I can't help it. I can understand if perhaps you were the ONLY person who did number 2s but goodness we all do it and if someone tells you that they don't, then that person has some issues. Though there was one time when a friend of mine had to go to the bathroom, so since it's a chick's rule to not allow your girl to go to the bathroom alone (especially in an old empty building like we were in) I went with her. Let's just say that within 1 minute I was leaving the bathroom, within 3 minutes I walked down the stairs away from the bathroom to escape the sounds coming from her stall, and within 6 minutes, I was not only outside of the bathroom and down the stairs, I was around the corner shaking my head because not only could I still hear her "noises" she was cracking up! I felt bad for ANY woman who had to go to the bathroom. Perhaps my girl should have practiced some of the shame that most women practice...lol.

I don't think I'm even going to edit this (coffee is still flowing in system)...I'll do a grammar check because it bothers me to see my writings with errors.

Oh yea, to the person who responded to my blog yesterday...thanks for the response. I'm slowly starting to realize that I can't save everybody and I think as long as I let that thought sink in...I won't crash as hard. It shocks me to this day when I find that someone is actually reading this stuff. Why write a blog you say? Well I normally have a journal for my deeper thoughts but I wanted to have something for my silly thoughts...hence the blog. I am a BIG thinker and I need several outlets to clear my thoughts or I would go crazy just like the tagline under my title suggests.

All right, I GUESS I should go back to work.

Hasta Manana hombres y mujeres!

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