That Oops Moment When You Step through the Door . . .

QUOTE=Maniac;4089971]I was in a Target store urinating into a commode one day a couple months ago and as I was relieving myself, I was wondering why there wasn't any stand-up urinals in this restroom. When a middle-aged lady came out of the stall next to mine and began primping in the mirror, I immediately thought...........OOPS!!!:shocked2:

Maniac (true story, although not pool-related)[/QUOTE]

Great story!!!!!!!
 
Maniac said:
I was in a Target store urinating into a commode one day a couple months ago and as I was relieving myself, I was wondering why there wasn't any stand-up urinals in this restroom. When a middle-aged lady came out of the stall next to mine and began primping in the mirror, I immediately thought...........OOPS!!!

Maniac (true story, although not pool-related)
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I can go you one better on this theme.

A few years ago I was attending an advanced 3-day canoeing seminar at a conference center in the Adirondacks. On the first day I arrived at the mess hall about 15 minutes before breakfast, intent on relieving myself of the bean burrito I had consumed the pervious evening.

The restroom doors were open because the janitor had just finished cleaning them. Holding my belly and squeezing my cheeks, I darted into the door on the right. The Men's room is usually on the right, isn't it?

Well, I was sitting there finishing up and I look down on the floor and say to myself, "That's weird... Why do they have a sanitary napkin disposal can in a men's room?"

Oops.

Well, just about then, the first of the female students comes into the stall next to me and commences to tinkle. Then another one, then a couple more, and now they're on both flanks, and me in the middle, emitting noxious vapors no human should ever be exposed to.

Soon there are gals running blow driers, putting on makeup, brushing teeth, whatever. At least I'm finally getting to hear what women really say in the little girl's room. Which, as it turns out, is not at all about us guys, or how big or small our man parts are. Just honest-to-God gal chat about nothing.

Finally, the room is empty and they are all out in the cafeteria getting some chow. Thankfully, the janitor had just filled the TP, so none of them asked me for any. Even my falsetto voice is deep and has a whisky rasp, so I don't think I would have passed for a lady.

Several minutes later I figured the coast was clear, so I decided to try to make my escape. As I approached the door, I realized I hadn't washed my hands, so I ran to the sink to give them a quick wash. Just then, a cute young lady in her mid-twenties comes walking through the door.

Busted.:o

Lesson learned: ALWAYS check to make sure there are urinals on the wall whenever you enter a public restroom.
 
" A Stoop" (only in New Orleans & NYC)

CreeDo said:
Man, how you gonna tell that story and not tell me where this fried chicken's at?
I love good fried chicken too.
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You'd have to have some serious stones to go in a place like that or just be crazy enough to do it. Not saying you don't have what it takes, it just ain't easy being me. :D I don't even remember the name of that particular place but if you make it down to New Orleans, we'll get Paul off of the stoop and hit a few of the hot spots. :)
 
Sloppy. When I was riding in the Wall of Death one year, we were leased on with the Mighty Thomas Carnival from Texas. I tells ya, these people were the nicest Carnies that I have ever worked with. All Class A folks.

I soon found out that we had a co ed bath room and shower trailer. Now, I didn't mind showering next to the girls but it took some time to get comfortable having a morning dump knowing full well that there was a lady in the next stall.

The girls were used to showering with the guys and not shy at all. I even got to shower with a couple once they got to know you.
You had a certain time for lot call and you needed to eat breaky so waiting for a shower stall to open up wasn't an option some mornings.
The girls just offered. Hey, we don't have the time, lets share. Don't be pulling my rubber arm sweety.

Fun, fun, fun till daddy took the T Bird away. What a keen way to start the day, I say.
 
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Oh Well . . .

Blue Hog ridr said:
Have you seen the Pee Wee Herman biker bar scene when he knocked over the bikes?

Be glad you didn't accidentally pull that one off. I've never been much for patches or getting close to them. My little encounter, not unlike yours was enuff for me for one summer.

The guy that had me in his sights, I'm quite sure my face would have stopped his fist pretty good tho.
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Wasn't going to bump this thread but this reminded me of something and SJD still owes us a story or two if we talk to him nice!

The greatest trick with bikes was pulled by Jerry Reed in the original Smokey and the Bandit. He ran over a line of Harleys with his eighteen wheeler and Japanese trail bike scrap cam out the back! Guess they weren't budgeted to crunch up a bunch of Harleys but my brother and I rolled when we saw that at the theater the first time. The scene was funny enough but turning Hogs into jap trail bikes was the killer!

Hu
 
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