Ladies' Loo Etiquette
October 4th 2006 11:23
Paradoxically, I’m going to start by talking about the men’s loos. Generally, men’s toilets smell a million times worse than the women’s, they are messy and basically just disgusting but there are some occasions when us ladies are forced to stoop. Most commonly music concerts, fairs, basically anywhere with a crowd.
The other night, I admit, it wasn’t desperate times that called me. It was more laziness and a sense of camaraderie that brought me to the boys’ loos with another boisterous young woman who didn’t want to wait out the ladies line.
It’s funny, the boys are more put out than shocked when girls enter. My newly-made friend announced that we “Don’t plan to look!” and that they can “Carry on with (their) business, don’t mind us!”
She entered her stall and commented, “Oh, at least he put the seat back down!”
I disappointedly responded that “Mine hasn’t”
The well-trained boy who had replaced his seat alerted us to the fact he had left pee on it but at least what he had was curable.
My quick-witted friend informed him that was ok, “If it’s curable, I’ve had it before”
He retorted “I’ll bet you have.”
And without a beat she chimed in “I caught it off your mother!”
Game on!
It made me a little nostalgic for the ladies loos, actually. In there it’s like another world. For girls, the ladies loos are the only place when you can form an instant friendship with someone of the same sex. Outside, it’s a jungle. Jealousy, insecurity, protectiveness, any number of self-inflicted boundaries form a barrier that cause a lot of girls to be cold or
judgemental towards one another. Out there, you are forced to prove yourself before even a superficial friendship can be formed.
In the ladies loo, there are endless bonding situations that can arise; from allowing the girl desperately crossing her legs to jump in front of you, to holding a dodgy stall door for a stranger.
In the bathroom, we are at our most uninhibited. There’s no hesitation to compliment another’s shoes, dress, hair, etc. We borrow mascara, eyeliner, lip-gloss and more. We’ll chat about boys, sex, friends we may have in common and if we (God, forbid) see another sister upset or crying, we’ll flock to her like moths to a flame, condemning the heartbreaker involved to a lifetime of misery. If we happen to see him later, we’ll mouth to our darling friend “Is this him?” and make sure to knock over his drink on the way to the bar.
So why is it easier to make friends in the bathroom, than at a bar? I guess it comes down to the fact that (despite what some boys may think) we all have to go. Once we walk through those bathroom doors, we’re all there to fulfil a basic human function. It’s not glamorous and it’s often undignified but it’s natural and necessary. It’s sad that women have to wait till their pants are around their ankles to bond with one another.
The other night, I admit, it wasn’t desperate times that called me. It was more laziness and a sense of camaraderie that brought me to the boys’ loos with another boisterous young woman who didn’t want to wait out the ladies line.
It’s funny, the boys are more put out than shocked when girls enter. My newly-made friend announced that we “Don’t plan to look!” and that they can “Carry on with (their) business, don’t mind us!”
She entered her stall and commented, “Oh, at least he put the seat back down!”
I disappointedly responded that “Mine hasn’t”
The well-trained boy who had replaced his seat alerted us to the fact he had left pee on it but at least what he had was curable.
My quick-witted friend informed him that was ok, “If it’s curable, I’ve had it before”
He retorted “I’ll bet you have.”
And without a beat she chimed in “I caught it off your mother!”
Game on!
It made me a little nostalgic for the ladies loos, actually. In there it’s like another world. For girls, the ladies loos are the only place when you can form an instant friendship with someone of the same sex. Outside, it’s a jungle. Jealousy, insecurity, protectiveness, any number of self-inflicted boundaries form a barrier that cause a lot of girls to be cold or
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In the ladies loo, there are endless bonding situations that can arise; from allowing the girl desperately crossing her legs to jump in front of you, to holding a dodgy stall door for a stranger.
In the bathroom, we are at our most uninhibited. There’s no hesitation to compliment another’s shoes, dress, hair, etc. We borrow mascara, eyeliner, lip-gloss and more. We’ll chat about boys, sex, friends we may have in common and if we (God, forbid) see another sister upset or crying, we’ll flock to her like moths to a flame, condemning the heartbreaker involved to a lifetime of misery. If we happen to see him later, we’ll mouth to our darling friend “Is this him?” and make sure to knock over his drink on the way to the bar.
So why is it easier to make friends in the bathroom, than at a bar? I guess it comes down to the fact that (despite what some boys may think) we all have to go. Once we walk through those bathroom doors, we’re all there to fulfil a basic human function. It’s not glamorous and it’s often undignified but it’s natural and necessary. It’s sad that women have to wait till their pants are around their ankles to bond with one another.
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I wandered about trying to think where to leave a comment and seeing a discussion about wimmins toilets...hmmm. The only time I have visited a women's toilet is to snort drugs. (This was in the bad old days but, whilst I was a degenerate, I was not stupid) Seriously, what kind of self destructive fool would put any substance into their body that had previously been in contact with a men's toilet?
I am always astounded that women will go anywhere near men simply for this reason.
Men have always had conflicting messages regarding toilet seats. My mother always demanded it be left up to prove it had not been urinated upon. Partners have not responded well when I have extended this consideration!