Today's Monday Moan is not a new gripe, but it's one that clearly needs to keep being stated, because put simply, nothing ever seems to change in the provision of lavatorial facilities for women: there simply aren't enough of them! When will the world finally accept that women need to spend a penny at least as often as men do, and that our various physiological differences mean we sometimes can't help taking a little longer in the lav?
Don't get me wrong: I'm not trying to argue in favour of those ghastly women who treat public toilets as though they were an extension of their own living room; gossiping for hours and inviting their friends into the cubicle for a bit of communal urination and a girly gossip (weird) while others wait for their bladders to burst outside: they clearly need to learn some manners. But answering a call of nature should not be such a drawn-out process that your meal goes cold, you miss your film or your date gives up and leaves before you even reach the front of the queue. This calls for a few more toilets...
Alternatively, more women should vote with their feet and invade the gents en masse whenever a nightmare queue scenario occurs. We've all been there: two dozen bored and uncomfortable ladies stand sulking in a line as the men breeze past into their mostly empty toilets with looks of pity or derision on their faces. I say we demand our right to basic human comfort and dignity, and if this means an invasion of that sacred male space. Perhaps a few instances of such naughtiness will finally get the message home!
