Empty Shop Unit.

A polite sign asks ‘Would gentlemen please refrain from using the female toilets, thanks’ - near two toilet doors; both unmarked. I search for some time for someway to figure out which was the male and which was the female. Even going right into both of them and looking around for clues. Not sure what signs of femininity I was looking for. Both appeared completely asexual. So I go (picked one at random). There is a kind of outer washroom, with a sink and hand towels and a door into the cubicle. The two parts of the bathroom experience completely and architecturally divided. The toilet is no cubicle in a room but a separate room. Each is small, and almost identical in size and shape.

Pub.

Not roomy, things have been jammed in, three urinals where there is space for two, so you get a face full of condom machine and block the cubicle door if you were to stand at one of them. No such rush in here this evening, so its safe to pick a space. It doesn’t feel very pub in here. Can’t put my finger on it. There is something a little ‘hostel bar toilet’ or something, almost a little bit ‘school’. Ha! Using other buildings as abstract toilet archetypes. I start to wonder what the ‘hostel bar toilet’ archetype is? Something a bit like this one I suspect.