I like the stores that have one restroom, one room where
you just walk in, lock the door and do your business -
overlooking the mess that the previous user left there;
then flush, wash your hands, dry them on a paper towel,
then exit and leave the door ajar for the next person
whoever they are. - I used to worry about “hidden
cameras”; but then got real jaded about it and decided that
if an old goat is so hard up that he gets a thrill out of
a woman peeing; he can just rot. - I used to go to a café
not far from our house where when you went to the restroom,
the old man who owned the place had very “subtly” torn a
big hole in the paneling under the toilet paper holder so
he could peep at the women who came into the restroom. I
told a waitress there & she already knew it and found it
very boring. He lost another customer that day; but he
died shortly thereafter & the whole thing was so pitiful.
(I wear long skirts; so he couldn’t see much. I also very
pointedly stuffed a wad of toiler paper in the hole. He
sputtered and fumed when I did that.)