Once all the women working in my office have gone home, one of my male colleagues (who shall remain nameless) is perfectly happy to use the ladies toilet. (It's much closer.) Me, I don't think I could set foot in there if you put a gun to my head.
Clearly, one of us is a bit weird. I just can't work out which one...
Posted to Apropos of nothing by Simon Brunning at October 24, 2003 05:26 PMSpeaking for myself, after enough Mugs of Java I would not be so picky about which toilet I used.
Glad to read your post, though. You give me encouragement to work in London, again.
I mean at least your office has not become too trendy funky, seeing as discrimination in the toilet department still appears to be extant.
Beleive me... it's not that scary in there! Nothing you wouldn't recognise, unless you've not seen air freshener before - honest.
Posted by: Tracey on October 27, 2003 03:02 PMWell, I do come from Colliers Wood, you know. ;-)
But no, it's not that I'm *scared* to go in. It's just that to go into the Ladies would be, oh, just *wrong*. Breaking a taboo, I suppose.
Posted by: Simon Brunning on October 27, 2003 03:12 PMWell mate, you'd not go in there coz of your pathological misapprehensions and misunderstandings of women. IMHO.
Posted by: Mark Matthews on October 28, 2003 01:48 PM