Wouldn't it be great if we all spoke without fear? Sometimes I encounter something that really makes me laugh, shake my head, cringe or just makes me go "hhmmm..." But social constraints (usually) keep me from saying what I really, really want to say. This is my forum for saying what I want, when I want and not having to worry about what other people might think about me. This would be me without my social sieve...
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Bathroom Break or Restroom Respite?
Having just returned from 11 days in the U.S., I am constantly amazed at how much we truly differ from our neighbours south of the border. Little things that really set us apart...
For instance, in 11 days and four states, never once did I come across a dirty public toilet facility for women (not able to comment on men's facilities for obvious reasons). And, yet, at home, I rarely, IF EVER, find a clean public toilet facility.
Why is that? Why, as a nation of smart, educated and generally tidy women are we seemingly incapable of keeping our public toilet facilities clean? If we are known around the world for being polite, shouldn't that politeness extend to keeping the stall free from wet and dry debris for the next user? Does something come over us when we step into these stalls that makes us think "Sweet. I don't have to clean it so let's leave the dirtiest, filthiest mess I can think of in the next thirty seconds"? And what is with our aim? It's a HUGE target so why the hell don't we hit it?
Seriously, ladies... step it up and wipe it up.
And have we ever stopped to think why we call them: restrooms, washrooms or bathrooms? When we are out in public, we do not rest, wash or bath in these rooms.