Yeah, that was the part I found weird — treating used tampons like biohazards.
Yes, this would be a pretty tedious and unreliable way to sexually assault women, if you think about it.
If it’s a unisex, single-occupancy stall, the prospective rapist would have to enter the stall, leave it unlocked, then hide behind the door until a woman came along to use the restroom. And who knows when that will be? He could be waiting a long, long time, depending on how crowded or deserted the public restroom is. And if it’s a high-traffic, busy place with this said restroom, there could be roughly a 50-50 chance that the next person to enter the unisex stall would be a man, and once that man shuts the door, the rapist is no longer hidden. Hope the potential rapist is fairly large and not terribly choosy…
Kurt Vonnegut was way ahead of this story, when he described Tralfamadorians as having seven sexes, all of which were apparently necessary to produce more Tralfamadorians.
Maybe a bit weird or paranoid, given these paranoid times we live in. But it’s increasingly trendy to treat ALL human waste and bodily fluid remnants as radioactive biohazardous toxic waste. I’m surprised the toilets themselves aren’t disposable single-use units already.
Once I had to use the restroom at a pharmacy where an employee has to use the keypad to let you in. The men’s was out of order, so I went into the women’s. The bowl was caked with mostly dry menstrual blood.
My experience has been that in a dual-use bathroom, the women tend to be more messy. Not that they actually are, it’s just that there is much social pressure for males not to be.
It’s pretty obvious too. If a guy misses it’s usually in one spot as we have a fairly strong stream that can go quite the distance. Women do the hover thing and as the urethra is not as long there is more of a spray/mist pattern going on. If they do sit, you’ll notice a urine residue at the top, underside, of the seat when you pick it up. That’s no guy.
The SDMB is slacking. Everyone knows it’s because of cooties.
The younger generation of SDMB users may not even know what cooties are.
That was my experience, way back when I was a teenager bagging groceries at the corner supermarket. The baggers had to clean the restrooms, and the womens room was always skankier than the men’s room. Always.
The idea that men are messier than women is what they call a “polite fiction.” 