Showers, Chicken, and Fries

Date: 11/3/2019

I'm on a tour bus. They're trying to figure out how many and who's still missing. I ask them why we don't count off like in my other tour groups. I teach them counting off, rough and slow at first. I go to a urinal that looks like a standing wave but a metal grate. Anywhere I try to pee on it, my pee sprays back all over me. I give up. We're in line ordering at a fried chicken and fries shop. I'm distracted talking to friends or something and forget to place my order, I realize after I sit down. I go back up and explain to the cashier and the one family in line that I just forgot to order. The let me order first. Still not really knowing what's on the menu, I order a buffalo fried chicken breast and fries. I'm at the entrance to some shower rooms, two women's and two men's. The attendant tells me she fragranced and put special soap in the women's, but it's a fragrance for lesbians and doesn't smell good to me at all. I check them out to see how the rooms smell, but no one's in the women's. In the second women's room there is a topless woman and two topless men together. They look at me like they want me to join and playfully angrily when I leave. I think the two guys were breaking the rules, but no one seems to enforce them. I check out the men's shower rooms to see how they smell. They're very crowded, with lines at every shower. And it's mixed men and women, all college kids in underwear or towels. It seems the women all chose to be there and it's allowed.