Men's Locker Room

That's two women I count lurking in the men's room... pffffffft:bolt: You must know high maintenance women. I'm really speedy quick getting in and outta there. (Unless I feel compelled to dry my hair.) 45 minutes?! Lots of work from homers here! I too work from home and do not have a dress code. I live in Nike and Bebe Sport clothing. And Victoria's Secret for the hubby. Heck. I think that's really why I swim. I can wear that junk. Then, my husband works in an industry (special effects/ 3D animation) where there is no dress code so he wears primarily jeans and Hawaiian tee shirts. He also sports long hair and a goatee. We look like a couple of ragamuffins. It's awesome.

Yeah, but that's to be expected. Much more interesting conversation and sights over there:blush::thhbbb::wave: Mark: There are many more men in the women's locker room!

The more the merrier...:banana:In this case, lurking meant hanging out in the next locker row over "posting away"...:blah::thhbbb: Make it 3 Mark. And we are not lurkers since we are posting.

Boring....rather be in the Womens.....much better view!!!!!:lmao:

What did you do that last set on? How do you guys keep that pace?

What did you do that last set on? How do you guys keep that pace? It's called the clear.

The view is always better from the lead spot........

That sounds like a 'WW-II temporary', still in service 50+ years later, like the type I lived in for 6 weeks at Ft. Bragg. Not only weren't there any doors, there were no partitions. The movie 'Stripes' has an accurate portrayal. Although unlike 'Stripes', cadet-land had men and women training together in the same platoon. The women stayed in a separate barracks that we were prohibited from entering, but they were allowed to enter our barracks after hollering out 'female on the floor!' However they would usually enter first then holler as an afterthought if at all. More than one time this would happen when a guy was walking from the latrine to his bunk wearing shorts or just a towel. At one place I was stationed in the Army (Ft Sam Houston, TX), I remember the barracks was one open bay; thankfully I had a bed on the side with a window, and was able to position my locker to give a little privacy. But the latrine was an open room, sinks on one side, urinals on the other, with the toilets further down, no doors. Reading these posts is digging up some memories from years past.

Who remembers swimming at East LA College in the 1970s and 1980s. No walls at all between the men's toilets. Nothing like seeing your competition on the pot next to you a few minutes before your heat... :eek: That was a really fast pool though.........

That sounds like a 'WW-II temporary', still in service 50+ years later, like the type I lived in for 6 weeks at Ft. Bragg. Not only weren't there any doors, there were no partitions. The movie 'Stripes' has an accurate portrayal. Although unlike 'Stripes', cadet-land had men and women training together in the same platoon. The women stayed in a separate barracks that we were prohibited from entering, but they were allowed to enter our barracks after hollering out 'female on the floor!' However they would usually enter first then holler as an afterthought if at all. More than one time this would happen when a guy was walking from the latrine to his bunk wearing shorts or just a towel. Dave, you must have been in the old "Division" area off of Longstreet....the new division area was a little bit better than that....but not much!!!:drink: