I was in the locker room changing my shirt and this old fucker was just standing there RIGHT next to me slapping talcum powder on his balls and asshole, resulting in a powdery mist gently floating towards my face. He then proceeded to strut around up and down wearing nothing but a cheap watch. I promptly got myself situated and headed for the door, absolutely and utterly repulsed. As I was heading out, he was engaging in conversation with another equally-nude guy, not even making an ATTEMPT to clothe himself partially.
I mean, Jesus, what the fuck man, we aren't cavemen.
This isn't the first time I've had this problem. Last week another guy was just standing around with his hairy fucking bush sticking out like a 70's style afro. In a completely leisurely and carefree manner, the man began talking on his cell while like five other men were standing right there. Then he saw fit to sit down on the bench, still completely free-ballin' it. Who knows what kind of diseases or skid marks he spread all over the place... In hindsight, I feel even more repulsed because I've placed drinks and other food items down while changing my shirts or shoes. Now I have to worry about contracting STDs, malaria, typhoid fever, staph infections, and other life-threatening things just carrying out my day-to-day activity of changing? I'm never so much as touching that bench again unless it is professionally power-washed every day.
I never get butt ass fucking naked in the locker room-- and if I ever did, I'd be in a mad rush to at least put boxers or a towel on. When I need to change my fucking pants, I go to the bathroom stall like any other civilized human being would do.
This isn't a homophobic thing, this is a common courtesy thing. Nobody wants to see your hairy cocks and asses.
I need to constantly be on guard to shield my eyes. I went into the sauna to just relax after a workout, and there was a middle-aged man in there alone just sweating it out, balls and all. I sat on the other side, but I just couldn't handle it. The room was so fucking quiet and I felt like he was staring at me. When I left, I felt like I had been violated. This is unacceptable.
Bottom line, put some fucking clothes on~!!! This is a room where you are meant to change and be on your way. It's not some miniature nudist colony where you go to discuss politics and the day's weather while rubbing moisturizing lotion on your shaft.
I'm just going to the gym in my workout clothes from now on.
I mean, Jesus, what the fuck man, we aren't cavemen.
This isn't the first time I've had this problem. Last week another guy was just standing around with his hairy fucking bush sticking out like a 70's style afro. In a completely leisurely and carefree manner, the man began talking on his cell while like five other men were standing right there. Then he saw fit to sit down on the bench, still completely free-ballin' it. Who knows what kind of diseases or skid marks he spread all over the place... In hindsight, I feel even more repulsed because I've placed drinks and other food items down while changing my shirts or shoes. Now I have to worry about contracting STDs, malaria, typhoid fever, staph infections, and other life-threatening things just carrying out my day-to-day activity of changing? I'm never so much as touching that bench again unless it is professionally power-washed every day.
I never get butt ass fucking naked in the locker room-- and if I ever did, I'd be in a mad rush to at least put boxers or a towel on. When I need to change my fucking pants, I go to the bathroom stall like any other civilized human being would do.
This isn't a homophobic thing, this is a common courtesy thing. Nobody wants to see your hairy cocks and asses.
I need to constantly be on guard to shield my eyes. I went into the sauna to just relax after a workout, and there was a middle-aged man in there alone just sweating it out, balls and all. I sat on the other side, but I just couldn't handle it. The room was so fucking quiet and I felt like he was staring at me. When I left, I felt like I had been violated. This is unacceptable.
Bottom line, put some fucking clothes on~!!! This is a room where you are meant to change and be on your way. It's not some miniature nudist colony where you go to discuss politics and the day's weather while rubbing moisturizing lotion on your shaft.
I'm just going to the gym in my workout clothes from now on.