June 16, 2008
Flushed Away!
It's been a while
since I last blogged so I thought I'd kick-start things off with a topic near and dear to my heart.
I absolutely detest automatic flushing systems.
How many times have you had water run up your behind just because you twitched slightly while on the can? These darn things are so super-sensitive sometimes that just the most miniscule twitch sets off the flush and before you're done, you hear a WHOOSH and your tush gets a wash.
Whoever designed it obviously didn't think. People are going to move around somewhat... Maybe you get tired of sitting up straight so you lean forward on your elbows. Whooosh. Maybe your phone rings and you reach over to get it. Whooosh. Maybe you... well I don't know what else you would do while sitting on the can but whatever else it is, whooosh. Your tush just got soaked. Again.
And then after that, this sequence of events happen.
1) You finish the job and you wait for the flush to happen and it doesn't.
2) You wave your hand around like a madman in front of the sensor, it blinks a few times and still no flush.
3) You look around for the manual flush but you can't find it.
4) So you wave your hand again, the sensor blinks in a knowing fashion and nothing happens.
5) You find the manual flush finally but it's so gross and slimy you can't bring yourself to press it.
6) So you find yourself pretending to sit on the can again to try and trigger the flush.
7) When that doesn't work, you walk out of the stall and just shrug/smile apologetically at the next person in line.
And just think, if people had the common courtesy to just flush the damn toilet when they're done, we would never have had to invent the automatic flushing system. And we would never have to endure the indignity of having water shoot up your behind.
WHOOOOOSH.
Posted by scrabbyfoo at June 16, 2008 05:31 PM