Locker Rooms I am not a fan of locker rooms.

Not because they don't serve a specific purpose, but moreso because some people just feel way too comfortable in the confines of the locker room.
Must have something to do with the smell of chlorine and sweat coupled with the visual of wooden benches bolted to the floor and blue metal mesh lockers.

All I needed to do was utilize one of the urinals, which is in what should be referred to as a "nude free" zone.
There is no need to be naked around the urinals and/or toilets. But some people just can't seem to understand that.

Zip up and turn around to wash my hands, cause you know washing hands can save lives (at least that's what the poster outside the hospital says), and what do I see but naked old guy ass.

What possesses someone to stand naked in front of the sinks and mirrors when all I want to do is wash up without catching sight of old guy schlong?
And I don't mean getting dressed in front of the mirror to check and see that he's buttoned up properly. I mean towel over the shoulder, arms above his head, twig & berries brushing countertop.

Not cool, old guy, not cool.

One little bit to be thankful for, at least he didn't try to strike up a converstion with me.  ¶ 2:12 PM