I thought of sharing then not sharing then sharing this with you guys…In the end, my curiosity about your reactions got the better of me, so here it is…
About a couple of weeks ago, I went to a Marriott…While there, I felt nature’s call hollering and beckoning me…How could I refuse…
Having been there before a couple of times, I knew exactly where the rest rooms were…So I entered the men’s room…The time was about 1:30 pm and there was a lull as I sat down comfortably in one of the stalls to ease my urge…
As I sat down, suddenly I heard lots of ladies’ shoes entering the men’s room…(I can tell ladies’ shoes from the men’s)…So, just as I was trying to figure out my confusion, they started speaking amongst themselves…The moments I realized these really were ladies, a flood of doubt and confusion entered my mind…Did I step into the ladies room by mistake? Did they change toilets? What the heck was going on?
I literally curled up in my seat, fearing that one of these ladies might see my huge feet from underneath the stalls…I was hardly breathing and my sense of shame was making me sweat like hell…All the while these women kept talking while I was frozen on the toilet till at last one lady mentioned, “Well, I guess this lets you know that we are in a men’s room…”…It was then I realized that I was in the men’s room and that the lady was remarking about the urinals…
As I was cowering inside my stall for fear of being discovered, the women started taking up the other stalls next to mine…And then they started talking business while doing their business…
But what really blew my mind was the fact that while these ladies were talking in their stalls and doing their business, they were farting like hell…I coulld not for the heck of me believe that women were actually capable of such loud farts…
And not only that, the lady in the stall on my right was some sort of a supervisor, and as she was doing her business, she was giving tips to the lady in the stall on my left…Fine, I can live with that…But she was straining as she was giving out the tips and I could hear her straining while talking and the farts going non stop…
It was unbelievable…But why?
I have been in restrooms with way more guys using the stalls than these ladies…But for some reason, the gentlemen make much less sounds of flatulence than these women did…In fatc, there have been very few times that I have heard sounds of flatulence in men’s room…
All these years we have been led to believe that women are more dainty, more sophisticated in their approach to everything…What a gyp…This incident just blew away that myth…
Not only are they grosser than men, they lack even the basic finesse of using the toilets…These ladies were talking, exchanging gossips, laughing and giggling all the while passing gas loudly and doing their business, also loudly…
Anyways, so after about 20 mins of me being terrorised of being discovered, a break in the line of ladies coming to use the restroom allowed me to blast out of that stall to the sinks, which luckily were outside the perimeter of the stalls, wash my hands and leave…
But before I left, I turned around to find out what the heck had happened…Seemed there was some sort of a convention, and the convention having more ladies, they had turned the men’s room into a ladies room as well…This info was pasted on an A4 paper in Times New Roman in a 35 size font on the pillar of the doorwell which I conveniently forgot to read…
There is one Japanese saying which I quote a lot, which goes something like, “You can find wisdom even in siht, all you need are eyes to see…”
And in this case, this saying came true…Literally…
And the wisdom I came out with, was that all that hype about women being more sensitive, more refined and more suave in their manners is all a bunch of phooey…
They are even more disgusting than men…
