Secondly: While searching for a free stock image of a public restroom, the above surfaced on freedigitalphotos.net. Ummm...I've never used a urinal, but I'm pretty certain not many urinals look like this. Actually, I did just walk in on an adult using a urinal at Miles's graduation at the high school. Yup. Taking him to the potty, and it was one of those "no door/walk around an L shaped brick wall" kinda bathrooms. I walked right in and saw who I am sure was either a teacher or a parent peeing at the urinal. In an attempt to score some lemonade out of the whole situation (strike that...bad reference), thought, "at least it wasn't one of the Fathers at the school." But let's get real--is this honestly an accurate depiction of a urinal?? The males in my life usually decorate urinal stories with words like "trough" and "sticky."
Thirdly: (yup, hate that one too...) if urinals looked like that, I'd want to use them! (As long as I could still reach the flusher with my foot.)
I've talked before about my neuroses related to public restrooms. I've created some rules/systems:
- always use the first or last stall.
- opt for any available seat cover.
- flush with your foot.
Aaaaand this is what follows in my brain:
Is my bathroom really being cleaned?
Why hasn't this sticker been swept up by the breeding ground for bacteria that is the cleaning person's mop?
Are they just putting the seats up to humor me?
Should I leave a note asking them to clean the floor?
Eric always told me that all guys have done something like use a Gatorade bottle to pee into when bathrooms aren't accessible.
Emotionally, I'm kinda feeling like my bathroom is not accessible anymore.
And my empty Odwalla bottle is looking mighty tempting.