The McDonald’s next to my work which I’ll occasionally use the restroom in during my lunch break recently took all the doors off the public restroom stalls (3 stalls total) citing illegal activities being done in the closed stalls.
It’s got me wondering, I believe in California at least (where this is) isn’t this illegal in some way? Maybe violating some ADA thing since the handicap stall also had it’s door removed?
In the 1973 movie Walking Tall the sheriff gets even with a judge who warns cronies of search warrant details by moving his office - to the men’s room of the courthouse. The men’s room has an open row of toilets, no stall dividers.
Gary Lautens was a columnist for the Toronto Star, who once wrote about his visit to Moscow in the 1970’s. His wife came back from the washroom complaining it was an open row of toilets, and all the women were staring at her - they wanted to see what western underwear looked like. He says “why didn’t you leave?” She replies “What? And miss the chance to see what Soviet underwear looks like?”
I don’t think I’d want to use wide-open toilets, but apparently they were not uncommon - at least once upon a time.
The boys’ lockerroom at my high school had divders between the toilets, but no doors on the stalls. Everyone was loath to use thos toilets, even the jocks. The boys’ restrooms in the rest of the school had doors. Judging by their horrified reactions when they found out about this all the girls toilets has stall doors.
In the summer of '85 at Great Lakes there were no doors on the stalls in the head in our barracks. The doorless stalls were all against one long wall, so unless someone walked past, they wouldn’t see a thing.
In our company we settled on a courtesy where a guy set his white guard belt or notebook on the floor in front of the stall, and the other guys would know not to leave the guy in peace.
The first time we went to the drill hall for drill practice I was horrified to see that they had no doors and no stalls there: it was just a big room with toilets bolted on the wall.
I still can remember my friend and I seated side by side and looking at each other saying “It ain’t working, is it?” and “Nope…”
I then learned to never ever be in a position to need the bathroom at the drill hall.