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[vicarz]

In the airport so many people were choosing wheelchairs over moving on their own volition that the staff was wheeling people 2 at a time, chairs 4-6 at a time in stacks. To get a cheap price I switched flights in Detroit - never again. A 4 hour venture takes all day with a transfer, more when your layover is 4 hours. I just finished Chuck Palahniuk's "Choke," in which he describes sexual compulsives who engage in hateful sex (they quickly learn to loathe their partners) in places such as bathrooms and airplane bathrooms. What his narrative doesn't strip away from the mile high club, reality completes. I stepped into the airplane bathroom during my flight and have to say there is little in the world less sexually charged than that space.

I sat outside my gate 4 hours early, thinking it was a good opportunity to read. The place cleared out with the last plane takeoff. I was alone until a large and chunky black dude sat across from me. He wore sweats, the pants were navy. He sat directly across from me in the empty lounge, and spread his legs wide. His face was behind a magazine - people I think. I saw his dick outlined in his pants, maybe 3" soft. His hand rested along the top of it, but seemed casually placed there. I figured he was soft and not stroking so he's probably just an oaf. I can't say or think anything of course, because that would be racist, right? Maybe all black men jiggle their dingle in public and for me to object would be culturally insensitive. Huh. Only a minute later he starts to move his hand, tracing his middle 3 fingers up and down his shaft - which stops being completely soft. I stare for eye contact and the fool is still hiding behind his magazine. I try to stand but my damn leg is asleep - no matter - I hobble across the room - by the time I arrive he has moved out of the lounge completely. I am sick of looking gay.

My retreat was ineffective. I sat near the entrance to the plane where several woman were, using the crowd as a pervert protection shield. Problem was this sari-wrapped middle-eastern woman had a young boy that she was letting run rampant in the isles, yelling and bumping through the waiting area with no remorse or guidance. It was less than a half an hour later I risked the return of the perv by returning to the far side of the terminal.

I can't understand how Senator Craig was getting sex in the bathroom. I guess I can imagine one thing about the airport though - you're a stranger seeing people you'll never see again. If you can find people that will have sex with someone they met 3 minutes ago, to finish in 30 minutes, this is clearly the place. No shame in being declined as the ridicule could only last minutes. You could flagrantly ogle a woman's chest without fear of reproach - many dig in their noses like they were in traffic.

I went to the airport bathroom (lots of diet pepsi on this trip) and again, there is nothing less tolerant of sex than a public bathroom. The place is the strangest mixture of sterile and filthy - too many people go there, the floors are too wet with scary substances, too many exotic germs can live there and too many people have too many alternate theories of hygiene - yet everything is shiny and smells like cleaner, nothing requires you to touch a thing. You step away from the urinal and it flushes. You put your hands under the faucet and water flows on them, beneath the soap a translucent white goo shoots its load in your hand, then the water washes it away. The towel also pops out as you approach.

I kept my hands wet and ran them though my hair. I was looking in the mirror when I heard a sound. Only then did I notice that in the otherwise empty bathroom one stall door was closed - behind me. I looked down and saw navy sweatpants. A face was staring at me through the crack of the door.

Comments

[azcra.livejournal.com]

ep!

[ashbet]

Ewww, eww, eww, and also ewwwwwww.

To be fair, I have had a lovely experience passionately kissing a girl goodbye in a (clean) airport bathroom stall, but we also weren't taking each other's clothes off or touching any of the surfaces.

First time I've ever kissed (or anything else) anyone in a bathroom, though, and I think it was the person rather than the location which made it pleasant.

Sorry that you had such a creepy guy following you around!

-- A <3

[kelowna.livejournal.com]

uh... if he was giving you the sign why did you get up and go right to the bathroom???

--k

[vicar.livejournal.com]

(fixing - I cut something out, putting the middle-eastern woman and horrid child back in)

[pictsy.livejournal.com]

I was going to say that we live in such different worlds, but maybe not. I just work so hard to avoid looking at people that I would never have noticed these things.

[vicar.livejournal.com]

I've had enough guys hit on me in wholly inappropriate manners that I have learned to watch for it. I don't mind the guys just trying to eye-fuck me or lure me in with those bizarre secret signals...but this was a complete ass.

[minniethemoocha.livejournal.com]

Ugh! Creepy freeballing perv! Believe me, I have learned in life that my mother was right about one thing in particular: nothing tells the world that something is wrong with a person quite like wearing sweatpants on long-distance public transportation.

Whatever to looking gay -- it's the idea that you might even be interested that's bothersome!

[vicar.livejournal.com]

Hate to admit it, but the bar is far lower in the gay male scene. Lots of guys will hit it just because there is nothign else to do, they like the weiner...I don't understand the lack of standards myself. Ick. Whoring I get, but when they're ugly? In a bathroom of the airport? Fucking freaks.

Desperately seeking cruisin'

[minniethemoocha.livejournal.com]

Whether it's a man or a woman doing it, I agree, that behavior is slutty (or sexually compulsive, if we're going to be sensitive souls). Not that I haven't been capable of craven sluttiness, but I haven't done a stranger in a bathroom just yet. And these days, he or she would have to be puh-ret-ty hot.

Re: Desperately seeking cruisin&#39;

[vicar.livejournal.com]

I'd foot the bill for a local motel - if it's worth doing at all, isn't it worth clean sheets, a couple of hours, and a shower before and after? The hottest person in the world would be wasted if banged in a stall - if they'd do it, they're not hot.

[minniethemoocha.livejournal.com]

And considering the typical delay time between flights, there's probably plenty of time to check into a motel. You're right. No excuse!

[justaputz.livejournal.com]

I will never use the baltimore rest stop because of a incident. Just as creepy if not worse...

ew

[desiringmachine.livejournal.com]

A guy on the metro whipped it out and masturbated in close proximity to me while I was on my way to Tracks once. I *think* he was looking at me, although I was completely wrapped in an oversized trench coat, it may have still been apparent that I was a girl. I avoided eye contact since for all I knew he might be the type that gets off on freaking people out, and if I had jumped up and walked away he might have gotten the jolt he needed to actually get it up (it was quite floppy despite his attentions). I pretended I didn't notice and got off at my stop. He didn't get up. Weird.

Airplane bathrooms tend to smell like diapers, puke, and stale urine. No thanks.

[cweaselle.livejournal.com]

You don't know what it's like with too many wheel chairs. Anytime you want to find out feel free to get run over by wheel chairs. I'm getting a little tired of it.

[djpsyche.livejournal.com]

How creepy. You should have shouted, "What do I look like -- Larry fucking Craig?" very loudly :)