Christ … do I ever stop bitching ?
I’ve lamented no end on my “piss and moans” over the so called advances we’ve made with the help of design engineers . You may recall my whining over the coffee maker carafe that “pisses” near as much coffee over the counter top as it delivers to the cup . Along with many others ….
Now, I’ve yet another …
We were heading south just north of Tampa last weekend when the wife thought it important that we stop at a sighted Panera Bread for her favorite breakfast wrap and use of the facilities. I placed the order and then entered the mens’ room to encounter a man with an ugly countenance wiping down his legs with wet paper towels . He did seem ugly, so we didn’t speak as I presented myself to the urinal.
Instinct is a wonderful thing if only you are sharp enough to follow it. It instantly informed me something was just not right. For a start I’ll admit with some embarrassment that I’m definitely not “long enough” to require a urinal so close to the floor. That urinal seemed an odd shape as well. It was somewhat shallow and its basin not round and it had a flat back that angled towards the user at 45 degrees. This caused 45 percent of my own flow to ricochet back to every point south of my knees.
As I wiped down my legs with a wet paper towel another victim entered . Noticing my ugly countenance he didn’t utter a word as he presented himself to the latest and greatest urinal.
