Soap
What happened to turning on the bathroom water, pushing the little thingie for soap, and grabbing a few paper towels?
We have turned into a bunch of hand wavers trying to trip some sensor simply to wash our hands. Have you looked around an airport bathroom, or better yet, been treated to a spontaneous bidet when the toilet flushed prematurely?
Was there some kind of touching things epidemic that I missed? Have millions of lives been lost to potty hands?
I was in a public restroom this morning, and the manic soap dispenser wasn’t working. I waved, put my hand underneath, side to side, and waited.
Nothing.
After huffing and cursing whatever company made millions of dollars so I could be rendered helpless by the simple task of washing my hands, I tried one more time. This time I got up close and attempted to mentally beam— Hello, I’m here, and I need soap.
It worked.
The dispenser made a funky groan and shot soap out in an aggressive squirt that landed on my shirt. Shit!
I turned to the paper towels. More waving and I was rewarded with a tiny square that might dry an elf’s hands. A tiny elf.
After managing to smear the soap around on my top with my ration of paper, I threw the whole mess away and gave up on washing my hands.
Yeah, look at me go spreading bathroom germs. Look out.
How is it that we are so hung up on little things like touching a sink or a soap dispenser, but the big stuff is still broken?
Maybe it is easier to install a bunch of bathroom nonsense and far more difficult to treat airline passengers with basic dignity.
I recognize things are a little topsy-turvy these days. It’s complicated, I get it. I don’t mean to roll my eyes. They have a mind all their own.
In the meantime though, I’d like to put forth a simple request. While elected officials and big business are “working,” could we move back to handles and knobs?
I’m not asking for a permanent switch. We can bring back the sensors as soon as we have nothing else to worry about.
My thoughts from the laundry room. Fitted Sheet.
balance crazy life fears people stupidity thoughts coping learning life people thoughts United United States
Oh you are so right! What irks me is when I tussle with the soap dispenser, the water tap, then have to use some really low powered hand-dryer and when finally done and ready to leave, I see someone come straight out of the toilet stall open the door and leave without hand cleansing; and then I realise that I am now going to have to touch the door handle she had her ‘dirty’ hands on, rendering my ablutions pointless.
BTW thank you so much for visiting and deciding to follow my blog – I’m going to be following yours!
A wonderful account of a common frustration!
I’m with you and have had similar irritation when forced to use a public restroom
I love it when you get up and the toilet flushes automatically. But it’s when you accidently set off the sensor again to get out the door, that it flushes a second time–so much for a water saver toilet. . . 🙂
Have that issue on a regular basis – your idea is a good one, too!
I’m with you, Sister. Today at the hospital, I put my hands in the sink and waited for water. And waited. Waited. I tried the next sink. Same deal. Finally, after waving my hands around under the faucet for AGES,…water. I got no real problem with sensors, but what the heck must one do to trip them? Why the wait for water? I mean, it’s like the sink was sizing me up, deciding if I was worthy. Grrrrr…..