Standing around naked with women of all ages is the most normal thing in the world -- if you are in the changing room of the local pool. But step two feet out the door and we'd all scream and flee in horror! It's only a distance of a foot or two, but the social and personal protocol is rigid.
Was thinking this today as I showered and changed after my swim amidst 20 or so other females of all ages. Why is that? Nonchalance the watch word in one space, sheer horror right outside the door. Little boys are permitted in the women's area up until age six, but let's face it, six-year-old boys are very curious and stare and stare. So, for that matter, do little girls -- especially when most of us no longer bear any remote resemblance to the nubile contours of their 30-year-old mothers. I think the age needs to be lowered in this wired age because I certainly don't feel comfortable being stared at by a kid who's nearly seven.
The good thing is that at least all the women concentrate exremely hard to ignore each other.
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