Workplace Restroom Incident

Who care if people barge in? A couple few years ago in the haunted forest way in the back, we set up our bags game in the fairway on the golf course and some girls asked if they could go to the bathroom in a sand trap. I have no idea why they asked if they could. I just said sure and they dropped their drawers and squatted down. Somethings your mind can never forget. Even the pervet dude that was clicking his cell phone as fast as he could as they squatted.
 
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I was recently at a Des Moines bar and this "BBW" is what she called herself lady said she did porn. I laughed and my girlfriend kind of laughed and we thought she was lying. So eventually after 7 more or so drinks I ask what her porn name was. We googled it. Let's just say it was one of the worst things I have seen in years. WE had to leave the bar. You ask why do these things happen to you. My questions is why is it that I finally meet a porn star and that is the one I met. It's not fair.
 
I was recently at a Des Moines bar and this "BBW" is what she called herself lady said she did porn. I laughed and my girlfriend kind of laughed and we thought she was lying. So eventually after 7 more or so drinks I ask what her porn name was. We googled it. Let's just say it was one of the worst things I have seen in years. WE had to leave the bar. You ask why do these things happen to you. My questions is why is it that I finally meet a porn star and that is the one I met. It's not fair.

Just to make sure I don't inadvertently come across it, exactly what genre are we talking about? You know - to make sure and all.. :rolleyes:
 
I was recently at a Des Moines bar and this "BBW" is what she called herself lady said she did porn. I laughed and my girlfriend kind of laughed and we thought she was lying. So eventually after 7 more or so drinks I ask what her porn name was. We googled it. Let's just say it was one of the worst things I have seen in years. WE had to leave the bar. You ask why do these things happen to you. My questions is why is it that I finally meet a porn star and that is the one I met. It's not fair.
I don’t believe this story. You don’t have a girlfriend.
 
I recently headed to my employee lounge to warm up my lunch. While letting it warm up in the microwave, I thought I would run over to the one hole, uni-sex restroom to take a quick leak. I opened the door to seeing one of my new, extremely rotund, female co-workers, let's say "cleaning up". After giving what I am sure was a look as though I just seen the devil himself, I said "I am so sorry!" and shut the door. Needless to say, I may be skipping my lunch today and am reaching to CF for counseling.

1) Why in the hell does crap like this always happen to me?
2) Why was I the one saying sorry? Should she have said sorry?
3) Is there any reason I should say anything about the incident or simply let it burn?
I for one am a person that appreciates a good vocabulary. So, despite putting that image into my head possibly forever, I still say "Well done."
 
Yeah, it is pretty much on you if you leave the door to a uni-sex public bathroom is left unlocked. Feel sorry for the OP that will never be able to un-see any of this.

On a side note, when on RAGBRAI I always knock on a porta potty door it I didn't just see someone walk out of it. About once a year there will be someone in there that forgot to lock the door. Of course on RAGBRAI there is always a good chance alcohol is involved.
This is Iowa. We call them Kaibos.
 
This is Iowa. We call them Kaibos.

It is spelled Kybo. It was a company out of Des Moines that used to exclusively supply Porta Potties for RAGBRAI. I actually talked to John Karras about why the stopped using them in the late 80s, and he said that they just couldn't supply enough of them to serve the needs. They were big ugly fiberglass things with saggy doors.
 
Ummm Let's say 400 pound plus women who have a session with African American male who have large ummmm. Yeah.
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When I was an undergraduate student some frat brothers and I took a road trip to our house's chapter on another campus. We arrived on Friday evening. They were having a party, and we ended up drinking a lot of beer and some sort of spiked "cool aide", and bloating out on various junk foods.

Next morning was a home football game, and it was "family day." I had to dump something fierce, and found a small, single throne bathroom in the basement of the frat house. Great, says I - a little privacy. So I go in let out something that could only be called a crime against humanity. I mean horrific.

As I opened the door to leave, there stands an absolutely beautiful girl - waiting to get in. She was someone's sister. We made direct eye contact, and I said "I'm sorry" and ran away.

I went into hiding, and 33 years later I still cringe when I think about it.
 
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