unisex bathrooms

There is a little sandwich shop that I like to go to for lunch every once in awhile...they have great wraps, salads, soups, and quiche, AND they serve wine...great place to get together with the "ladies who lunch." Well this particular little place has a unisex bathroom and every time I go there and use the facilities I chuckle a little, cuz it makes me remember one of my "duh" moments.

One of my favorite airline overnights was Miami. It was always paired with a Rochester, NY and I would bid any schedule, any days, just to get those overnights. Best BBQ EVER at Dinosaurs in Rochester, my mouth is watering just thinking about it. The Miami one was even better...we didn't stay at the airport (scary) we stayed in Biscayne Bay, at one of those fancy resort hotels on the water, and it had a free shuttle over to South Beach...not only that, it was a 24 hour overnight, and we got in at 6pm. Still don't know how that happened, but I never questioned, I just bid. Most of the time I would head upstairs to change and head out to South Beach with the rest of the crew for dinner and the next day we would lounge on the beach until about 2pm and then head back to the hotel to get ready for work.

On one particular overnight, with a stuffy and no fun crew, I was able to get together with a friend of a friend. Bunny went to school with a guy "G" and on one of my visits to see her I met him, we hit it off and all had fun together, but with them in Florida and me in North Carolina we never became close friends. Any time I was headed down to FL though, I would give him a call and see if he wanted to hang. Well at some point he had moved to Miami, and when I called to say I was headed down he said "great lets get together" and so we did. He worked in promotions at the time and was the guy in all the bars giving away free stuff and as a result VERY POPULAR. We decided to head out on the town to all the coolest clubs and he assured me we would not be waiting in line sweatin' our faces off like the rest of herd, we would be VIP...I was skeptical, but wanted to do the South Beach Club scene at least once so got myself lookin' as cute as I could.

I threw on my cutest sparkly tank top, paired it with fierce ass jeans and fancy heels, and met him in the lobby at 10pm to head out. We hit every club, NEVER stood in line or got turned away, and danced until my feet hurt so bad I couldn't stand it. We drank Long Island Iced Teas (hindsight: NOT a good idea) and I got drunkity, drunk, drunk. By the time 5am rolled around we were both drunk, tired, broke, and STARVING. We ended up at Denny's.

At a few of the clubs we had gone to, regardless of the signage on the door, there was a mixed bag of men, women, gay, straight, men dressed like women, you name it...I thought it was great, and as long as I was able to pee without too much trouble, couldn't have cared less who else was in there with me. In my drunken and giddy state, I started to think of all of Miami as one big unisex party. So, we got into Denny's, ordered just about everything on the menu, and I stumbled off to pee. I headed in the only direction that seemed logical, saw a door with a sign, and headed in. There were a few urinals (with men, fly open, standing in front of) and a few stalls. I headed into a stall...

When I came back to the table I was so impressed...

me: "Man, Miami is so f*ckin' cool...I mean where else would a Denny's have a unisex bathroom...I just love it here."

G: First leaning back, eyebrows arched high, mouth open...and then leaning forward, eyes slightly squinted, taking both my hands in his "Sweetie...NO WHERE on this PLANET is there a DENNY's with a unisex bathroom."

Oh....oopsie.