Freedom of Choice
I can’t remember when or where I learned the trick of using the single-occupant men’s room when the similar women’s room was occupied with a line. Some people tend to look askance when I do so, wondering what could possess me to break the rules.
Today I faced such a dilemma as I rolled into Washington Hospital Center for a 10 AM appointment with an urgent need to unload my bladder first. The women’s restroom was locked and the cleaning girl out front reminded me the other one was for men only as I went for the door handle. Instead of trying to explain I simply crossed my legs and waited for the woman in a wheelchair to emerge.
Even my favorite new restaurant -- Sushi & Kushi -- has had a change of heart. Originally the restrooms were marked for MEN and WOMEN. Now they are UNISEX, with the one painted blue still sporting a urinal with a somewhat risque poster in front of it. I suppose they figure men using the red bathroom (sans urinal) can do whatever they do to pee in the comfort of their own home.
Let’s face it: Men are simply quicker in the bathroom. It makes perfect sense to remove the single-sex signs and let everyone have free access. As for the venereal disease from the toilet seat my mother used to warn me about, I think that’s been pretty much proven to be a myth.
How about you? Do you care what the sign says? Do you care if people roll their eyes in disgust?