Not locking the door of public/cafe toilets
Discussion
If there is a public toilet, say in a cafe, with a locking door but the user of the toilet does not lock the door and you open it and get a view, which you really didn't want, of them using the toilet, is the correct course of action to:
(a) Excuse yourself politely, return to the vestibule and wait for them to finish
or
(b) Grab a chair from the cafe and prop the toilet door open, so they fking learn to lock it the next time?
(a) Excuse yourself politely, return to the vestibule and wait for them to finish
or
(b) Grab a chair from the cafe and prop the toilet door open, so they fking learn to lock it the next time?
Put on a calm face, relax body posture, stare directly at said person and make your way into the cubicle. Then, as silently as possible, close the door behind you, smile at the person (still with a look of calm in your face) and begin clucking uncontrollably.
Pretty sure they won't do it again.
Pretty sure they won't do it again.
Are your sure the lock wasn't broken. I was in a Costly Coffee the other day and needed to use the facilities which consisted of a single unisex/disabled/baby changing toilet, some had broken the lock. Just had a quick piss but I'm not sure I'd have been confident enough to have a sh*t The door was too far from the pan to hold it shut with you're foot.
Corpulent Tosser said:
Last time it happened to me was in a restaurant in Netherlands, I pushed open the door to see a man taking a piss, but for some reason he had his trousers and underwear at his ankles !!!!!
My reaction was to exclaim "fkS SAKE" he didn't even repond.
I used another stall.
I was working in Woking a couple of years ago and there's a shopping centre there. I went to the toilets (quite big ones) and there was a bloke standing at the urinals having a wee and yes, trousers and underpants round his ankles, arse on display.My reaction was to exclaim "fkS SAKE" he didn't even repond.
I used another stall.
(In his defence I saw him around the place other times later, and he appeared to be a special needs type. Nevertheless it was a serious WTF when I first saw it).
MrBarry123 said:
Put on a calm face, relax body posture, stare directly at said person and make your way into the cubicle. Then, as silently as possible, close the door behind you, smile at the person (still with a look of calm in your face) and begin clucking uncontrollably.
Pretty sure they won't do it again.
I'm pretty sure one of you won't do that again. Pretty sure they won't do it again.
Dog Star said:
Corpulent Tosser said:
Last time it happened to me was in a restaurant in Netherlands, I pushed open the door to see a man taking a piss, but for some reason he had his trousers and underwear at his ankles !!!!!
My reaction was to exclaim "fkS SAKE" he didn't even repond.
I used another stall.
I was working in Woking a couple of years ago and there's a shopping centre there. I went to the toilets (quite big ones) and there was a bloke standing at the urinals having a wee and yes, trousers and underpants round his ankles, arse on display.My reaction was to exclaim "fkS SAKE" he didn't even repond.
I used another stall.
(In his defence I saw him around the place other times later, and he appeared to be a special needs type. Nevertheless it was a serious WTF when I first saw it).
The mental images you created were not pleasant
My local is more like a restaurant in the summer, but in the winter it goes back to being a normal village pub. I've gone into the toilets and there was a rather large weimaraner stood by the urinals. She belongs to one of the other locals, who I thought was at the bar, so I told her to go out to him. With that, he drunkenly calls out from the cubicle (with the door wide open) that she was fine in there with him, he didn't bother closing the door. I've also gone into those toilets and found a completely naked guy at the urinal, who didn't bother dressing to come back out to the bar.
Had this on a train recently. I pulled open the toilet door to be greeted with banshee screams from a middle aged woman sat on the throne. I backed away without chastising her poor door locking etiquette but on going back into the coach I recieved a few indignant looks How very dare I?
When in Barcelona a few years ago I found it very odd how the toiltes are set up, I don't think there is that much of a social stigma about going to the toilet over in certain parts of mainland Europe as over here.
In a night club one evening I slid open the unlocked sliding door to the gents to be greeted with a guy sat on the toilet having a crap, I apologised and he said something that I assume meant "no problem" and I left however someone behind me carried on and went for a wee, the odd thing was; there was also a urinal in the very large room, with no seperation for the toilet, the door wasn't locked and it opened directly to a small foyer, unlike over here where you generally have to walk through two doors to a public toilet or at least go through one door and navigate a small corridor so the actual toilet area isn't visible to people outside.
In a night club one evening I slid open the unlocked sliding door to the gents to be greeted with a guy sat on the toilet having a crap, I apologised and he said something that I assume meant "no problem" and I left however someone behind me carried on and went for a wee, the odd thing was; there was also a urinal in the very large room, with no seperation for the toilet, the door wasn't locked and it opened directly to a small foyer, unlike over here where you generally have to walk through two doors to a public toilet or at least go through one door and navigate a small corridor so the actual toilet area isn't visible to people outside.
Kentish said:
Dog Star said:
Corpulent Tosser said:
Last time it happened to me was in a restaurant in Netherlands, I pushed open the door to see a man taking a piss, but for some reason he had his trousers and underwear at his ankles !!!!!
My reaction was to exclaim "fkS SAKE" he didn't even repond.
I used another stall.
I was working in Woking a couple of years ago and there's a shopping centre there. I went to the toilets (quite big ones) and there was a bloke standing at the urinals having a wee and yes, trousers and underpants round his ankles, arse on display.My reaction was to exclaim "fkS SAKE" he didn't even repond.
I used another stall.
(In his defence I saw him around the place other times later, and he appeared to be a special needs type. Nevertheless it was a serious WTF when I first saw it).
The mental images you created were not pleasant
I remember once we went to an England match at St James' Park and at half time (and yes the bogs were rammed) he strode up to a urinal, dropped his jeans and his boxers and pulled his jumper right up and started having a piss. He then started barking at the blokes next to him (yes....barking like a dog). I've never seen urinals empty so fast in my life.
We were all killing ourselves laughing but if you didn't know him and didn't realise he just did this kind of thing for a laugh you'd have been quite disturbed by it.
Train to Paddington one busy Thursday morning a few years ago.
I get up to visit the facilities which turn out to be the new large disabled equipped toilets with a large electric curved door for easy access.
Directly opposite the door are 3 of those pull down chairs containing an elderly couple eating sandwiches and a young oriental girl listening to her ipod.
As I approached the toilet a gentleman around 50 coming from the carriage the other side got there slightly before me so I indicated for him to go first.
Now he clearly has never seen these newfangled thunderboxes before and is looking around the door for a clue of how to get in so I helpfully point out the open button which he then presses. The large door slides open and he walks in looking like he's just about to enter the cockpit of the space shuttle.
Que more looking round inside before he spotts the Door Close button.
As I'm patiently waiting a besuited loud chap on a mobile phone comes along and stops ouside the toilet. I'm just about to point out that it's engaged and I am waiting when he just hits the door open button.
The door swings open smoothly to reveal, like the star prize on some wiered game show, the first bloke sat on the throne, trousers and pants around his ankles checking his phone while seeing Mr & Mrs Brown off to the coast.
I can still see the look of utter horror on his face now. Had he been able to hit the flush and be sucked straight down the bowl I'm sure he would have done.
The elderly couple opposite are sat with half eaten sandwiches poised in mid air and mouths wide open. The oriental girl looks sick.
Mobile phone man just shouts 'Jesus Christ' in a very loud voice before making a fast exit leaving the occupant of the bog to jump up, do his best to hide his nob with his shirt tails and desperately reach over to hit the Door Close button and this time, follow it up with the Door Lock button.
I didn't hang around to wait after that and went to find one of the old fashioned toilets with a proper lock.
I get up to visit the facilities which turn out to be the new large disabled equipped toilets with a large electric curved door for easy access.
Directly opposite the door are 3 of those pull down chairs containing an elderly couple eating sandwiches and a young oriental girl listening to her ipod.
As I approached the toilet a gentleman around 50 coming from the carriage the other side got there slightly before me so I indicated for him to go first.
Now he clearly has never seen these newfangled thunderboxes before and is looking around the door for a clue of how to get in so I helpfully point out the open button which he then presses. The large door slides open and he walks in looking like he's just about to enter the cockpit of the space shuttle.
Que more looking round inside before he spotts the Door Close button.
As I'm patiently waiting a besuited loud chap on a mobile phone comes along and stops ouside the toilet. I'm just about to point out that it's engaged and I am waiting when he just hits the door open button.
The door swings open smoothly to reveal, like the star prize on some wiered game show, the first bloke sat on the throne, trousers and pants around his ankles checking his phone while seeing Mr & Mrs Brown off to the coast.
I can still see the look of utter horror on his face now. Had he been able to hit the flush and be sucked straight down the bowl I'm sure he would have done.
The elderly couple opposite are sat with half eaten sandwiches poised in mid air and mouths wide open. The oriental girl looks sick.
Mobile phone man just shouts 'Jesus Christ' in a very loud voice before making a fast exit leaving the occupant of the bog to jump up, do his best to hide his nob with his shirt tails and desperately reach over to hit the Door Close button and this time, follow it up with the Door Lock button.
I didn't hang around to wait after that and went to find one of the old fashioned toilets with a proper lock.
Edited by Davey S2 on Friday 24th October 14:27
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