public fornication
saturday night there was some random, seemingly inebriated guy whacking off in dr. pong. he couldn't even bother to hide himself. not only was the door to the men's bathroom wide open, but he stood so far out from the urinals that he wasn't even covered by a stall wall. at least half an hour after i had seen him, tamara came out of the bathroom area with a look of amused but disgusted disbelief and i correctly guessed that he was *still* there.
we decided the situation was just too far out to not capture. so we ran into the hallway and took turns taking pictures of the guy from around the corner. they didn't turn out so good because we couldn't see where we were shooting and we weren't using a flash (so as not to wake him out of his sexual trance). but he was so into himself, we thought he probably wouldn't notice anyway. just as we were about to try for better pictures, some guys went into the men's bathroom, and about a minute later, he actually came out (d'oh!).
we thought we saw him go into the front room. so we went to brent, told him the story, and showed him the pics, laughing and joking loudly all the while. and then tamara looked over at the guy sitting next to brent and was like, "shit! that's him!" so we immediately ran back into the hallway (mortified but laughing in fits). then i was thinking, it's actually him who should be embarrassed, not us! so we went back. by that time, the guy had gotten up and was standing with his back toward us. we compared the denim shade of his jeans and the color of his shoes to that in the photos and concluded that it really wasn't him after all but just a doppelgaenger (thank god!). the real guy really had gone into the other room and was playing ping pong. (so if i ever want to play table tennis there, i'll have to remember to bring disinfectant with me.)
later i also heard from someone that some couple was having sex in the girl's bathroom and majorly holding up the line. was there something in the free muffins?!?!
should've filmed it instead (or at least taken continuous shots). cause as is it looks like he's just peeing. oh, well. next time.
we decided the situation was just too far out to not capture. so we ran into the hallway and took turns taking pictures of the guy from around the corner. they didn't turn out so good because we couldn't see where we were shooting and we weren't using a flash (so as not to wake him out of his sexual trance). but he was so into himself, we thought he probably wouldn't notice anyway. just as we were about to try for better pictures, some guys went into the men's bathroom, and about a minute later, he actually came out (d'oh!).
we thought we saw him go into the front room. so we went to brent, told him the story, and showed him the pics, laughing and joking loudly all the while. and then tamara looked over at the guy sitting next to brent and was like, "shit! that's him!" so we immediately ran back into the hallway (mortified but laughing in fits). then i was thinking, it's actually him who should be embarrassed, not us! so we went back. by that time, the guy had gotten up and was standing with his back toward us. we compared the denim shade of his jeans and the color of his shoes to that in the photos and concluded that it really wasn't him after all but just a doppelgaenger (thank god!). the real guy really had gone into the other room and was playing ping pong. (so if i ever want to play table tennis there, i'll have to remember to bring disinfectant with me.)
later i also heard from someone that some couple was having sex in the girl's bathroom and majorly holding up the line. was there something in the free muffins?!?!
should've filmed it instead (or at least taken continuous shots). cause as is it looks like he's just peeing. oh, well. next time.