My husband and I went out to the mall today, and I found myself having some stomach problems. While I was in the bathroom, a Hispanic family of about 7 walked in, including at least four little girls. I only mention their race because one of the little girls was standing outside my stall door (I could see her feet), apparently waiting for me to leave. Well, with my stomach issues, I wasn't comfortable with this, so I asked her if she could please go stand somewhere else. My Spanish is a bit rusty, but from what I could catch of what she said, she was asking someone else in there what I said. She eventually got into another stall, but the real suck came AFTER I was finished with my business.
Everything in this bathroom is automated, and as I watched the little girls were fiddling with everything they could get their hands on. I barely managed to get my hands washed, and somehow they had turned off the hand dryers. There were no paper towels available so I had to use my pants. The adults there were doing nothing to stop these kids, so I caught the attention of a nearby mall office worker and let them know what the kids were doing to the hand dryers.
Later, as hubs and I were on our way home, we saw one of those cars that doesn't look like it should be souped-up and has paint on it as old as the car, but is souped up anyway. There were hands sticking out the sunroof so we assumed it was a passenger, but as the car went by, we realized it was the DRIVER! He was doing at least 60 in the beginnings of rush hour traffic, driving with no hands whatsoever! My first thought, "He's going to be a Darwin Award contestant one day."
Everything in this bathroom is automated, and as I watched the little girls were fiddling with everything they could get their hands on. I barely managed to get my hands washed, and somehow they had turned off the hand dryers. There were no paper towels available so I had to use my pants. The adults there were doing nothing to stop these kids, so I caught the attention of a nearby mall office worker and let them know what the kids were doing to the hand dryers.
Later, as hubs and I were on our way home, we saw one of those cars that doesn't look like it should be souped-up and has paint on it as old as the car, but is souped up anyway. There were hands sticking out the sunroof so we assumed it was a passenger, but as the car went by, we realized it was the DRIVER! He was doing at least 60 in the beginnings of rush hour traffic, driving with no hands whatsoever! My first thought, "He's going to be a Darwin Award contestant one day."
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