At a place where I used to work, the men’s bathroom was larger than the woman’s bathroom. Since there were many more women than men working there, they decided to switch the men’s bathroom with the woman’s.
I found myself in the men’s bathroom 3 or 4 times during those next few weeks. :eek: I wasn’t the only one. Luckily, I never ran into anyone when it happened.
In working the renaissance festival back home, I learned that the guys who frequent these places may give you an odd glance, but generally don’t care because they know the traffic that the womens’ restroom gets. (The public park it’s in has bathroom facilities, and the festival provides portable toilets too, but I muchly prefer my toilet to be attached to permanent piping, thankyouverymuch.) The only problem I ever get is when the patrons have had waaay too much to drink and think it’s funny to make jokes about sexual encounters in the bathroom. Life’s a wench…
Personally, I’d be all for coed bathrooms, as long as they were twice as large as one of the regular bathrooms… if not larger than that.
Years ago, I worked as as a messenger on a corporate campus that consisted of six buildings - two sets of three. For whatever reason, in one set, the men’s room was always on the left, and in the other it was always on the right. I spent most of my days in one of the left-hand-men’s-room buildings.
One day had to make deliveries to one of the other buildings and found myself, um, in extremis; I literally made a mad dash into stall. After I finished my business I noticed this little box on the wall. “I thought smoking was banned in the restrooms,” I thought.
“Wait…that’s a little big for an ashtr-”
“OH SHIT.”
At that point I heard feet come into the bathroom. I peeked under the partition.
Feet with pumps on them.
I waited for the feet to get themselves into a stall, then ran from the women’s into the men’s, almost knocking over a female janitor on the way. Fortunately, she looked a little too bewildered to say anything.
Ever since, when use a stall in a public loo I often have to peek through the cracks or under the partition, just to reassure myself that there are, in fact, urinals there, too.
How’s this for odd?
In my capacity as a pest control technician, I have to service the rest rooms of restaurants on my route. Now, I’m going there before they open for business, so I know I won’t walk into the ladies’ room and disturb anyone.
So, to answer your question, yes, I’ve gone into plenty of ladies’ rest rooms.
But if I have to use the facilities, I always…ALWAYS use the men’s rest room.
True story:
I was standing in line in the Women’s restroom at Disney World a few years ago and struck up a conversation with another woman. She was older…60-ish…and dressed to the nines in that casual chic way that only money can buy.
She was telling me that she accidentally went into the mens room and her first thought was, “My, that’s an odd looking sink.”
:eek:
Mr. Blue and I went to Hawaii for our honeymoon.
We decided to send some pineapples and papayas to our friends and family back home. Since we spent over $250 on fruit, the guy at the store gave us some freebies to take back to the hotel with us. He also gave us a couple of cans of macadamia nuts, so my lunch that day was a few handfuls of nuts and a papaya.
That night, we went to a luau that was all you can eat and drink. That night, I also found out that I really, really like mai-tais. I downed about 5 of them in a very short period of time. I’m not a drinker at all, but this was just juice, right? How much alcohol could possibly be in a drink they give out for free? Heh.
I was drunk as a skunk.
After dinner, there was a hula show in an outdoor theater. I wasn’t feeling right…apparently nuts, fruit and alcohol are not a good mix. I felt a horrible, bubbling, liquid feeling in my stomach and had to find a bathroom quickly.
I make my drunken way to the bathroom huts, and all I can see is flashing lights. There were cop cars and ambulances and emergency vehicles. There was an older woman who had fallen ill in the Women’s Hut, and the bathroom was full of cops and firemen. I was drunk and feeling sick, and did the only thing I could think of. I ran into the Men’s hut yelling “I’m really sorry!” and made it just in the nick of time into the lone stall. Thank God it was not occupied.
I think I learned a lesson that day, I just don’t remember what it was.
One year my dorm floor was overwhelmingly female, so we voted to have one women’s bathroom and one co-ed bathroom. I always used the co-ed, since it was nearest to my room and almost always empty.
That was intentional, but I have also used men’s rooms accidentally more than once. Most recently, it was in a casino in Tahoe, where they had a circular entrance to the restroom area that confused me. I went straight into a stall without noticing much, and then was horribly embarrassed when I went to wash my hands and there were men at the other sinks.
On my floor of the office there were about 20 men (including me), 3 women, and a small bathroom for each gender. If the men’s room was at capacity (2), I’d just use the womens. Knock knock - “Hello?”, no answer, no problem. I knew the 3 women and they were not the type to make a big deal about it.
Most of the McDonald’s I’ve been to have the Women’s restroom on the right, and the men’s on the left.
Well, I had to wash my hands and wasn’t really paying attention to the sign on the door…
and just as I was drying my hands, a man came out of the stall. NOTE: there were no urinals visible from where I was standing (I think)
We looked at each other, I turned bright red & mumbled something as I backed out the door.
Now I ALWAYS double-check the layout!
I did this in McDonald’s too, when I was 9 years old. I first noticed my error when the layout seemed wrong (this was in my hometown, so I had been in thebathroom before) Then I saw a woman’s feet under one of the stall doors!
The two teenaged girls sitting near the bathroom doors were laughing their asses off at me when I came out.
At my brother in law’s wedding out of state one of the bridesmaids was in the men’s bathroom. I was in the wedding party too and the “party bus” that accommodated us between wedding and reception got a little too rowdy. She was hammered. She wanted to “see” what I had underneath my pants. She was taking all of the pins out of her hair and lining them up on the counter. I did my thing and made a bee line to the door.
When I watched the video and listened to her sing “Ave Maria” at the ceremony, I had a good chuckle on what was to come later.
Have any women here ever used the thing that is supposed to let you pee in a urinal?
When I was a yound (male) lad of 16 or 17, I walked into the bathroom only to discover a clutch of three girls standing in the foyer inside the door. They saw me and one of them commented, “girl’s bathroom,” so, redfaced, I quickly backed out the door.
Then I looked up at the door and saw the unmistakable sign above it that said “BOYS”.
When I came back in and informed them that, no, they were standing in a boy’s bathroom, they looked around the corner, saw the urinals, and screamed like, well, like girls, as they beat a hasty retreat out of the restroom.
That’s hilarious. The exact same story happened to me in junior high school, the Time of Maximal Embarassment. Except without the second and third paragraphs 
Oh and for those ladies that have gone into a mens room:
Smell- Urinal cakes and unflushed feces.
Reason for paper towel all over: There aren’t enough garbage cans/ they aren’t close enough.
Composition of mess: 1 part towels 2 parts dirt 2 parts candy wrapping 3 parts unflushed feces.
Writing on the stalls: Who likes who, size of penis, amount of women slept with, sexual acts performed, and occasionally dear diaries (which catalouge quantity and quality of sexual acts).
Dirt on sink: When you gotta go, you gotta go.
Reason for yellow streaks on just about everything: Really, we don’t even know. Somehoe some people manage to miss the target completely and spray all over the room.
Guy here. When I was in college, I used the ladies room on a couple of occasions (always on purpose). When visiting a female friend in the all girls’ dorm, it was sometimes way too far to go all the way downstairs to the mens’ room (especially when at a party). If it was late at night, one of the women there would check it out and let us know if the coast was clear. That wasn’t very common though, and was definately frowned upon if found out. Interestingly enough, it was much more common the other way around (girls using the guys’ restroom in the guys’ dorms, as the guy stood guard outside the door) and no one really seemed to care
In the building where I currently work, the doors to both bathrooms are in a [ shaped alcove, so you always have the same ‘left room’ and ‘right room’. The architect had a stroke of brilliance when designing the building, and put the bathrooms different ways in different alcoves. This is really helpful when you use the same bathroom 95% of the time and are used to ‘men’s room, right’ but notice that, after going through the right door, there aren’t any urinals…
I was once in the womens’ in a department store when an elderly man came in. Not by accident, either; he’d gotten tired of waiting for his wife, and came in to fetch her.