But the ability to run in, unzip, empty, rezip, wash, soap, dry and run? I wouldn't trade that for anything.

I dunno about _anything_. It's kinda convenient, but I hate public toilets anyway. I tend to use them at the movie theatre only because I have just consumed about 30 litres of iced tea (or at least, their "bladderbuster" size seems that big), and no amount of willpower in the 'verse can get you to friendly porcelain with that much pressure going on.

Any minute now Tep's going to step in and tell the multiple orgasm joke.

I wouldn't trade that for anything.

Any minute now Tep's going to step in and tell the multiple orgasm joke.

"Ten bucks, Father, same as downtown."

Wait. Wrong joke.

I wasn't ever mistaken for a teacher, for I am short, but... dear god, Kathy, you're freaking me out here with the I-am-you and you-is-me stuff.

And shrift is rather more me-ish.

There are a million untold stories in history. How people coped with normal bodily functions in crazy clothes is one of them.

I read a Semi-Hist Romance where the modern (time-travelin') woman was shocked at the number of layers required to dress in the Elizabethan period she traveled to, but loved the naughtiness of the fact that they wore no panties. So, I guess once you had your layers of skirts, petticoats, etc., up and out of the way, you didn't have to worry about wrestling with anything else.

I occasionally envy the male ability to pee standing up, especially when I'm in the woods or whatever. But urinals seem like a nightmare to me.

There are a million untold stories in history. How people coped with normal bodily functions in crazy clothes is one of them.

I think the lack of modern indoor plumbing was probably a bigger issue than the petticoats.

TEN MINUTES??? I think your wife is in there surfing the internet, or something.

Internet? I thought you just had couches in there. Throw in some coffee and you gals would never, ever have to leave.

I guess once you had your layers of skirts, petticoats, etc., up and out of the way, you didn't have to worry about wrestling with anything else.

Were toilets in common use then?

Internet? I thought you just had couches in there.

WiFi.

IJS.

I occasionally envy the male ability to pee standing up, especially when I'm in the woods or whatever. But urinals seem like a nightmare to me.

Seriously. There's a reason that certain regions are called "privates."

I think the couches are/were for "female problems" originally.

Many of the TESC restrooms had cramp lounges. It was great for taking a quick between-lectures catnap.