A public restroom is a filthy place. No matter how hard it is scrubbed, how much bleach and ammonia and Clorox go into it, you are sure to find entire civilizations of germs being built from the ground up. Little germ skyscrapers full of germs earning money to pay for their germ house in that nice germ subdivision near the good public school because no germ wants to send their little germ kids to the school on the wrong side of the germ tracks.
Knowing that germs can make one sick and eventually kill them, people began to combat these beasts. First, someone invented soap. This was a good start. Sure, people have tried to improve on soap by making it scented like lilacs and other flowery sense-assaulting aromas, but they are all the exact same thing: good old fashioned germ murdering soap.
As technology developed, so did our devices. With a great deal of thought, someone came up with a brilliant idea: it’s hard to get germs if you never touch anything.With that thought came automatic toilets, soap dispensers, faucets, paper towel dispensers and weird blow dryer things that were mounted on the wall.
Some bathrooms, though, seem to have missed the point.
There I was in a public restroom. In the interest of not sharing too much information, I will just let you know that I was in there. After all, despite the name “restroom,” we all know that only disgusting things take place in the restroom. There are very few people just taking a quick nap.
Having finished the deed and touched the disgusting, germ-coated handle of a urinal, I headed over to the sink. Since I am not a disgusting person, this is always the last step right before I head out the door. I stood there, though, confused. Someone had clearly forgotten how germs work.
They had installed an automatic soap dispenser but no automatic sink. They had forced a germy, disgusting existence on everyone that was to cross the doors of that very sanctuary of tinkle. Each person who was to go in here would turn on the sink, have a little tiny robot squirt a foamy soap on their hands, scrub, then TOUCH THE SAME HANDLE THEY HAD JUST TOUCHED PRE-HAND WASHING!
They would wash their hands only to receive the exact same germs back from the handle of the sink. It was almost as if that sink was just a resting place for germs. “Let me just lay my germs down for a second while I wash up… there we go. Come along, little germs.” The only way it would be worse would be to install a germ dispensary at the exit.
If I were to design a bathroom, it would be much better than this. Everything would be automatic. Sinks, toilets, the whole thing. Not only that, though. There would be automatic stall doors. I would put one of those automatic sliding doors from the grocery store at the entrance. Then, as you leave, everyone would receive a quick puff of Lysol on their person.
Sure, people walking by the bathroom would trigger the door, exposing the inner-sanctum for the world to see, but that’s really a small price to pay.
You can never overvalue a good pair of germ-free hands.
- Unexpected Places Where Germs Are Lurking (1037litefm.cbslocal.com)
- Washing Away Germs – An Interview with Dr. Harley Rotbart (justbathroomsigns.com)
- A Doctor’s Guide to Better Hand Washing (mensjournal.com)
- Avoid These Surfaces With The Most Germs To Stay Healthy (houston.cbslocal.com)