I don’t want to speak for anyone else here, but I, at least, would appreciate it if you could choose somewhere other than right beside your locker in the change room to insert your tampon.
Things I Think At, But Do Not Say To, People At The Gym #25
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Oh, ugh. I totally agree.
Oh no. No no no no no.
I have to agree with Maria, I came here to say, “No! No, no, no, no, NO!” because I couldn’t prevent myself from imagining just what a person would look like doing that in the locker room with the crouching and the…crotching and just NO!
Mark’s reaction: “I don’t EVER want to go into a women’s locker room. EVER!”
I’ve heard the men’s locker room is no day at the beach either. Two words: saggy balls. But yes, the tampon performance was really unacceptable, particularly since the stalls were about thirty feet away.
Oh, ew. I am not at all uncomfortable with lady business, but that is a bit much.
I just . . . I mean . . . NO. Just NO. Honestly, who DOES that?!
Oh my dear lord. That is just … so wrong … on so many levels. Ugh.
My 1st roomate in college used to do this. It was so gross to come in the room and see that in the trash. Yuck!
Yaaargh, what?! Your roommate would take them OUT in your room? THAT IS HORRIFYING!
Well, the good news is, this ruined my appetite, so I won’t be heading to the kitchen for any ill-advised snacks for awhile. I might even skip breakfast!
OK, I thought Tara’s experience was the worst thing I’ll never un-know. But Missy, OH MY GOD. I would have dropped out and moved home (or to a psych ward in a fugue state) immediately. What is WRONG with people?!
No the worst part was that they way the dorm room was designed was that the closet was right by the entrance so the closet door and the room door created a little nook. So not only in the room but with anybody walking by in the hall of a co-ed floor, too.
She was the single most disgusting person I have ever had the misfortune of knowing. Luckily for me I had family that lived near by so I spent majority of time there until I was given permission to move.
But is it wrong to be grateful for all the funny stories I have about her?
I don’t usually get squeamish about lady-business, but that’s a bit beyond the pale. That sounds like something friggin’ Aneesa from Chicago Real World would pull.
I guess the male locker room equivalent is probably just the guy born without insecurities who bebops around the room apparently unaware he is starkass naked, holding conversations, high-fiving, being That Guy, etc. while completely oblivious to the increasingly desperate attempts of his fellow straight men to look Anywhere Else.
I love that guy.
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