I had a run-in with the bathroom sinks in a superstore the other day, and it wasn’t pretty. It also wasn’t the first time something like this has happened. In fact, I’d guesstimate this was run-in #17,483.
I reached my tipping point the other day, though. Enough is enough, after all, which brings me to today’s (semi) rhetorical question. Am I the only one who’s pining for the days of old where public restrooms are concerned? The only one who’d prefer sinks with working handles capable of producing both hot and cold water? The sole superstore customer who expects something more than a light puff of air with which to dry my hands?
The most recent debacle started as I approached the sink to wash my hands like a normal person. I waved my hand in front of the sink, waiting for the motion sensor to kick in and the water to turn on. No luck. [Read more…]