dear japanese people: please stop exploring your sexuality*
the place: o-bento (a japanese restaurant in rockland)
the time: last night
the scene: the gender-neutral bathroom
i knocked, and, getting no response from inside the restroom, open the door wide enough to see that there was a female japanese occupant.
i quickly exclaim my surprise and apologize for opening the door. she comes out after, not seeming ruffled.
later, i describe the encounter to poeticdream:
me: "so, i saw her when i opened the door."
robin: "you saw her? what did you see?"
me: "well, i saw her butt."
robin: "oo! half moon?"
me: "yup. and then when i sat down, the seat was wet. she must have hovered. i hate people that hover!"
robin: "you sat in pee?"
me: "a little..."
robin: "you saw her butt and touched her pee! in japan that's like having sex!"
me: "you know, i think you're right!"
* subject shamelessly stolen from jwz
the time: last night
the scene: the gender-neutral bathroom
i knocked, and, getting no response from inside the restroom, open the door wide enough to see that there was a female japanese occupant.
i quickly exclaim my surprise and apologize for opening the door. she comes out after, not seeming ruffled.
later, i describe the encounter to poeticdream:
me: "so, i saw her when i opened the door."
robin: "you saw her? what did you see?"
me: "well, i saw her butt."
robin: "oo! half moon?"
me: "yup. and then when i sat down, the seat was wet. she must have hovered. i hate people that hover!"
robin: "you sat in pee?"
me: "a little..."
robin: "you saw her butt and touched her pee! in japan that's like having sex!"
me: "you know, i think you're right!"
* subject shamelessly stolen from jwz