anti automation
*Plob* “Aahh…”
Was just spacing out within the momentary confinement of the cubicle when I looked down and saw some scribblings on the floor, I leaned forward to get a better view.
*Flusssssh!!!*
Water splattered all over my behinds. It happened again, without warning and allowance for me to avoid the untimely automated flush. The feeling is damn eeky.
“Thank you very much, but I can flush on my own when I’m done and as for my butt… I will clean too. Leave those to me!”
Finishing my business, I cleaned up and got to washing my hands. Soaping it up after a few finger to finger scrubs, I placed my hand under the tap to no response. It had no knob to turn so it must be automated. Just as I retracted my hands to head over to the next sink, the water came gushing down like some fiesty waterfall splattering its outburst all over the side of my shirt. I quickly offered my hands… but it was fiesty no more. It’s now as quiet as the night for I sure as hell can hear my mind lashing out profanities…
When I finally got rid of the suds, I waited my willing drenched pair of wrigglies underneath the hand dryer. *Tick tock tick tock* I wiped my hands on my jeans and left in exasperation.
So much for automation. *Phui!*
Where is this? Yes, i hate it when the flush thinks it can clean your ass for you!!! Arghhh….totally gross! Like using public toilet is not gross enough and now your ass has to be washed by your own shit when it decides to auto-flush!