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My first job out of college was as a slave for an old school CPA firm. I started dating another staffer there after about a year of working out of the firm's similarly old school low-rise office building.
We met up there late one Friday, and seeing as how the building was empty and she had to go, she asked that I come into the ladies room with her. As was said her earlier, this had always been verboten so I'd never been inside before. CONTRARY to what's been said here, I found out that night that although it looked the same as the men's from out in the hallway, the ladies had a full on lounge ante-chamber, complete with an upholstered chair and sofa. While it really didn't bother me, I couldn't believe it.
Not complaining tho, if memory serves we once made use of that sofa...
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David
1972 911T/S MFI Survivor
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