Absolutely SICK. I don’t care if this Y chromosome bearer calls themselves Pollyanna. I am NOT sharing a bathroom with it. Who’s to say that “on Tuesday, it must be boy day” and “on Wednesday, I’m a little goil”? Yuck.
Years ago, the company I worked at had a small storage room that shared the door with the women’s bathroom. The bathroom had no separate door off the storage room but it did have stalls. One day, I was in the storage room doing something and our idiot receptionist comes in and proceeds into the women’s room where she starts to go. I told her that she should have just a touch of class and then I left. I guess I could get sued for something or other now. huh?