Cool Britannia.
Lisa doesn’t like prudishness. Self-imposed embarrassment for sheer embarrassment’s sake has no place to her, and thus the general behaviour of Brits in changing rooms, saunas, and suchlike annoys the bejesus out of her.
Personally I have no problem with it. There are only five showerheads in the communal shower area at the local leisure centre, but no matter how busy it gets in there, I never have to wait for a shower. More often than not, people will go home still in their workout clothes and get showered and changed there. When there are actual, other people present in the changing room/shower area, they will wait until you’re finished in the showers before going in.
Seriously. I have no idea how these people would cope with an onsen.
We went to London today to sort out Lisa’s passport renewal. Leaving the embassy, I offered to help a woman who was trying to control her infant son plus manouevre a two-child stroller (filled to capacity with additional daughters) by helping her lift the stroller down the stairs.
Nice story? Nice story.
Then we happened to walk along the same street behind her, and then into the very same shop she went into (which Lisa also wanted to visit). I’m going to have to sotp helping people out before I end up facing a restraining order.
On a side note, I still hate London. I hate the prevailing attitude of “oh it’s such a busy place there’s no time for courtesy” that means I regularly end up having to dodge people who are simply too important to move a step to one side to avoid running into their fellow pedestrians. Got elbowed in the spine a couple of times as people “brushed” past, enough for me to start sticking out a foot every time it happened. Petty? Yes. Satisfying? Hell, yes.
Finally – CSI season 9.
Yes, I know we’re well behind the CSI curve, but there’s been so much else to watch and, to be honest, we don’t watch things with any regularity.
Got to give it to Grissom, he knows how to leave the show. Stricken with ennui, losing his focus, no longer sure about his future and desperately missing his gap-toothed self-righteous nightmare girlfriend, he decides to leave the lab…right after doing that dominatrix one last time.
Laurence Fishburne is great, simply by dint of being Laurence Fishburne.
It’s just ridiculous! We all have more or less the same bits, so what’s with the cubicle-changing and towels wrapped around you within an inch of your life? Mind you – I would feel uncomfortable changing amongst unknown males, but in a changing room with only women? Pfft, I don’t care. I’ve not got a supermodel-body, and neither has anyone else I’ve seen thus disrobed, but who cares? Everyone is so obsessed about who might see them, they don’t realise everyone thinks it, and thus no one is watching anyone but themselves. Most people don’t really look at others in these situations – you can call it due to so-called “moral restraints”, but I’d say it’s more due to good old-fashioned courtesy – we mutually agree to disregard the fact that we are naked or close to it, and carry on as if everything is as normal, thus sparing ourselves and our fellow humans some “embarrassment”. *rolls eyes*
Btw I think Laurence Fishburne lost about 3 stones in weight since he first appeared in CSI.
@Crowy
I did notice he was a bit chubby in season 9 – but he *is* Laurence Fishburne, so I forgave him.
I think everyone has twigged that the bits are similar but it is the having more or less than the neighbour that bothers them.
(Not me. honest guv. The neighbours have a restraining order and everything)