Monday, April 4, 2005

Squeaky Wheel

As I walked around the corner and out of the doorless bathroom, I wondered why I was forced to take the prescribed amount of soap from the automatic soap dispenser, wondered why I needed to use freezing cold water to wash my hands, wondered why half of the urinals still had pee in them because of malfunctioning IR sensors, wondered why I had to wave my arms around like a madman to get a paper towel. Then I went and got on a 15-year-old airplane, where people have continually wiped their boogers, puked, and farted in the seats. Good thing I didn't have to touch a soap dispenser. Damn good thing.