This is a pet peeve of mine.
We have changing tables in our restrooms. In fact, I think every store with a restroom has a changing table in my mall.
I was coming down the hall and....smelled something. I get near a bench and find a woman changing the diaper on a child that seemed a little too old to need a diaper to me. IT SMELLED! Her other child was running around screaming 'EEEEEWWWWWW HIS BUTT SMELLS!' at the top of her lungs. Mom was cooing and laughing at her baby like his dirty diaper was the most adorable thing in the world. As I passed I told her "Ma'am, just so you know for next time, our restrooms are equipped with changing tables." I could feel and evil glare boring into my back as I walked away. After they left the bench I had our cleaners disinfect it and take-out the trash holding the dirty diaper, because the smell had actually traveled through that whole wing of the mall!
Jeeze lady, what do you feed that kid!?
We have changing tables in our restrooms. In fact, I think every store with a restroom has a changing table in my mall.
I was coming down the hall and....smelled something. I get near a bench and find a woman changing the diaper on a child that seemed a little too old to need a diaper to me. IT SMELLED! Her other child was running around screaming 'EEEEEWWWWWW HIS BUTT SMELLS!' at the top of her lungs. Mom was cooing and laughing at her baby like his dirty diaper was the most adorable thing in the world. As I passed I told her "Ma'am, just so you know for next time, our restrooms are equipped with changing tables." I could feel and evil glare boring into my back as I walked away. After they left the bench I had our cleaners disinfect it and take-out the trash holding the dirty diaper, because the smell had actually traveled through that whole wing of the mall!
Jeeze lady, what do you feed that kid!?
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