A few weeks ago, an "Out of Order" sign appeared on the faculty women's restroom door in the teacher workroom at the high school where I teach. I didn't think much of it at the time; it was a bummer for the female faculty members, but it didn't really affect me directly.
Or so I thought.
A day or so later a sign appeared on the door of the faculty men's restroom, announcing that it was now the faculty men's AND women's restroom. Great idea, I thought. It's just a one person bathroom, it doesn't get a ton of use, and why shouldn't we share it, especially while the ladies are waiting to have theirs repaired.
A day or so after that, however, I began to understand what it really means for a restroom to go from being a men's room to a men's and women's room. Prior to The Great Sharing, the faculty men's room was pretty spartan. A toilet, a sink, soap, paper towels, and a trash can. Nothing fancy, but we men were perfectly happy with just the basics.
The new coed restroom, however, is really nice. Decorations on the walls and mirror, hand lotion on the sink, and a little table with some "suggested" reading material. If you can't read it from the picture, the titles are "The Little Book of Totally Stupid Men," "Ten Stupid Things Men Do to Mess Up Their Lives," and "Our Bodies, Ourselves: Menopause Edition." The next day, a few new magazines had been added to the table: "Motor Trend," "North Carolina Game and Fish," and "Combat Handguns." Until the ladies came in to show us how it should be done, we didn't know what we were missing.
A few days ago I noticed a woman coming out of the previously out-of-order women's restroom, which suggested that whatever was broken is now fixed. Sure enough, within a few days, they ladies had taken all their stuff back to their restroom, leaving ours as it was before. I'm thinking I may bring in some things of my own, though. I really started to like that scented hand lotion.